Sun Mote Copse throwing up the west side as we tear in the air

When Kiwi enthusiastically agreed, Wildfire's tail wagged hard enough to become a black blur (and make her achy nether region protest). Without saying anything else, the Sovereign bumped her daughter with her snout and then swiveled, eagerly pacing back toward the den.

"Found her!" she exclaimed to her mate, who moved aside a bit to allow Wildfire to step into the felled tree and curl up beside the two tiny pups. They squirmed toward her teats like moths to a flame as she settled down. After making sure they latched, her chestnut gaze drifted back up to the Regent, her whole face glowing as she waited to see what Kiwi thought of @Weejay and @Elfie.