This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 3 rollovers! This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
(✦ MOJAVE ✦
Rime(T2) x Fox(T3)
Moonlight(*) x Fox(T3))
Lynn has not had many puppies so far. She hopes that this litter will not be her last. Breathing in and out slowly, she stands on shaking knees, demanding to see her pups. Her alpha watches her for minutes that seem like days, then finally nods. Lynn walks past her and into the cave where she and other pregnant and nursing females lived.
She watches the herbalist bustle around, before demanding his attention with a loud snort. It makes her shaky, but she denies the fact that she could ever be weakened by pup-bearing. The herbalist glances over at her and inclines his head the littlest bit, showing that he is aware of her needs. Lynn huffs, showing teeth, demanding to be acknowledged immediately. The herbalist bows his head again, and trots over.
She huffs once more, gentler this time. He snorts quietly. He leads her to a patch of dried plants and moss; the patch she had labours in for the past few months, unable to aid in the scouting of new lands and old. She watches as he lifts a few large leaves to reveal her litter:
They are beautiful.
One stands out the most. Reddish pink fur, soft as the image of silken moonlight. Waves of colour all over, a yawn that could slit the throat of the feistiest hunter. Lynn stares at her for a moment, before being interrupted by the alpha walking in.
The alpha tells her that one of them, the yellowest and greenest, will be the Piala. Lynn is glad it is not the Red. The Red is Nuala, Lynn decided. She tells the alpha so.
The alpha nods sagely. She wants to know about the others, whom they shall be. Lynn does not care enough to choose well. The other Yellow is Haysha. The Blue is Loernc.