Tala

The old alpha fae lay on the floor of the den, her five pups by her side. She couldn't help the feeling of pride that swelled inside her as she looked at the small bodies by her side. For so long she had wanted pups and she'd got her wish. Every now and then she'd lift her head, watching for her mate to come, her black tail wagged in excitement about showing Maska their litter.

Maska

Maska padded in the den seeing the small pups. He licked his mates maw. "sadily, I must go to a war out of these lands" he said. He then smiled nudgeing the pups. "I'll return as soon as I can" he paused watching them. "it's a wonderful litter Tala" he said loveingly.

Tala

She nodded her large blue sheend cranium, she knew there wasn't much use trying to persuade him not to go. Just as long as he came back. She couldn't bring herself to reply back to him instead she nuzzled him, then turned her single eyed gaze down to the pups.

Tolacca

Tolacca had been a resident of this territory for quite some time now, although her family and friends, besides three, had seemed to disappear. The snow leopard was an adult now, but she was small, frail, and weak due to freak accident a long time ago. She could not hunt on her own very well and was dependent on her mother, brother, sister, and friend Jais to bring her food now and then.

Now the snowy-feline padded lightly over the ground, heading for the den that she had called home when she was a cub. But the scent of pups startled her. Stopping, Tolacca sniffed cautiously at the air. Yes, there was something... but were pups still in the den? Was the mother wolf? Terribly curious and longing for the pup friends that had been lost to her, Tolacca inched closer to the den and peered in, trying to determine by scent if anything was down in the dark depths...