This wolf is currently on a breeding cool down. She will be able to fall pregnant again in 6 rollovers! This wolf has not rolled over today and will not be able to be traded or gifted until its next rollover.
You travel towards the cliff side of the pack, taking care to watch your footing. You notice a dark figure laying on the side, front paws hanging off of the cliff and swinging gently. You approach them, sniffing the air and smelling a faint trace of puppies, a new mother perhaps?
"Hello." The figure looks towards you, and perks her ears. "You can come closer if you'd like."
You take the invitation and sit next to her.
"I'm BabyBreath, I work with FuzzyMug as a pupsitter." Olive colored eyes drift back to the wide open mountain side over the cliff. Her voice is mostly monotone, sad even. "If you need anything we're happy to provide." Her stance is neutral, and for a moment you feel like you're interrupting something.
You mention how beautiful the view is.
"It is pretty, isn't it?" Her eyes glaze over. "A killer view."
Black ears fold back, and she starts to frown as her eyebrows tilt upwards. You both sit in silence for a few minutes, out of respect for what happened. You had overheard a few wolves mentioning a death here, this was obviously the mother of the puppy grieving and you had just now realized it. After a bit you bow your head and leave her, privacy is important during these things.
Pupsitter 
Pupsitter