Storm Alarm & Pups

Storm Alarm stretches her legs in the small den, and begins to clean her pups. She was very concerned about the little male still, as he seemed weaker then the rest.

Quamia

Trotting in, whimpering with submission as she nears the den, Quamia holds a large chunk of food. She edges toward the mouth of the den, thrusting her maw into the darkness, offering the meat to Storm Alarm.