Bearclaw Valley distant stars come in black or red.

Small but I've not much time. Feel free to skip around

The scent of birth was overwhelming- blood, milk, afterbirth, children... She followed it instinctively like she had time and time before be it to help rear the children or to dispose of them. 

When she came along she stopped just behind Evian whom questioned his leader's actions. Within the den Rosina could hear the mother snarl, the children's cries causing her to lick her mug, Merrick raising the pup into the air. Her tail waved eagerly.