Northstar Vale Génnisi

Things quieted down by the afternoon, leaving the new parents to catch a few minutes’ sleep curled around their little brood. When Towhee woke sometime later, she begged @Maxim to go fetch her some fish and/or mushrooms. Although she hadn’t played wet nurse to anyone’s pups this season, she didn’t want to take the risk of repeating last year’s bout with milk fever.

While her mate was out fetching sustenance, Towhee fed @Sable and @Towhee Jr. She watched as they nursed, wondering if they were awake or asleep. It was hard to tell at this stage. She watched for any signs they were ready to unlatch or, well, unload. It wasn’t her favorite aspect of motherhood, though Towhee was a practiced hand at cleaning up after newborns.

Her heightened maternal instincts whispered that someone was at the door. Wondering if Maxim was already back, she tore her attention away from the pups and craned forward a bit to see her most astute pupil’s face hovering just outside the roost. There was something in his mouth.

-Hey, Antigone, you can come in,- Towhee signed with a thump of her tail.