Sleepy Fox Hollow devil in me

Just a cameo because d'awww

The pups were old enough to stay at the den by themselves for a short while, so Wylla had gone for a brief jaunt to stretch her legs. She wanted to do a sweep around the perimeter and really get her muscles moving, but she couldn't leave them alone for too long and Mahler was out hunting, so she merely trotted up one side of the river to the great oak tree and down the other, back toward home.

When she arrived, it was to see her mate lying supine in the new grass with Isa at his side. Emmerich and Anselm must still be inside. Wylla paused a little while to watch as he jabbed a paw up toward the sky, drawing their daughter's attention to the clouds. She was unaware of the dopey smile she wore when she turned and trotted for the borders after all. Just a quick patrol while Mahler spent time with the cubs.

Dad duty suited him perfectly, and they couldn't be in more capable paws than his.