Aava & Avril

Aava, not feeling at all ashamed of having gone off to have pups once more, layed down in her dark den. It still reeked a bit of human stench, but that wasn't what was on her mind at the moment. The pups inside her plump round body eased her mind, from her usual, hasty self. Her only grown daughter knew nothing of this. And Aava hoped it'de stay that way for as long as it could, even though she honestly didn't care. Esprit already couldn't stand her half the time anyway.

Then, after a few long minutes of pain and a bit of yeowling, there were three little pups at her side. All females. All hers. Wherever that male went, she didn't know, and she didn't care. So now she had four females in all, not including the one whom had death brought upon her by some measling human canines, and one male, whom she hadn't laid eyes on in forever. Her last litter had even consisted of only three pups. How funny and messed up. Kinda like Aava herself.

Snuggling into the small bodies, she glanced outside for only a moment before going to immedietly lick at the newborns, washing them off thoroughly. Through her demented doings and mind, she certainly hadn't forgotten how to care for a pup.