Miki Suka and the pups

And so Miki lay there drowsily, falling asleep to the sound of soft suckles; looking down at the children she bore.

The first, a female,a wolf if nothing else - such a beautiful gray with black tipped ears and only a tint of copper on her ruff. Perfect with golden eyes not yet open... and Miki had decided she would be Panik.

And then her oldest son,with curled tail but promise of great build -- black only tinted by the traces of ruddy color along his ruff and shoulders.He to would have bi eyes ... though still closed in his infancy. And she would name him Deniigi for his size. Already bigger then his youngest brother.

And at last her youngest -- her loviest child in her eyes. Already she could tell he was not perfect ... that his hearing was obscured .. but he would learn to cope and so she loved him -- her pale faced prince. With those pretty little markings around closed chestunut eyes. Her smallest her, her Tupit.

Cavan

Cavan's tail wagged furiously when he learned of the new life. He had gone off a bit in search of food and to let his mate have her time, for he had known pups were to come soon. Having found nothing, Cavan came to check on Miki again.

Although his sharp eye could not penatrate the thick darkness to see what their pups colors were just yet, scent told him everything else about them. "Miki... I never dreamed this day would come true." he murmuered, gazing towards his mate's shadowy form.

"I will get you food." Cavan announced suddenly, now all the more driven to obtain things for Miki. He was desperately reluctant to leave her and the young pups, but he had to get her food.

Miki Suka and the pups

Panik raised her pretty face huffing in a gasping way knwoing some how he was there but was ushed back to the teat.

Miki murmered adoringly.

"Cavan ... when you come back..come in and meet them all..our babies..."

Cavan & Tupit

It wasn't long before Cavan returned, dragging a long-dead sheep with him. He found this in another cache's, but had masked his scent so it would be nearly impossible to trace him. Besides, the meal was fairly old and he was sure the pack had forgotten about it anyway.

Nudging the carcass infront of him, he climbed into tunnel and presented the meat to his mate. "It may be a bit old, but the cold weather has kept it fresh enough." Again his tail began to wave as the scent and sounds of the three pups hit his senses. Gingerly, he reached out his scarred muzzle and touched at each one with his nose.

Tupit froze a moment, to young to know much of anything about the world yet. He stuck his blunt-puppy nose out and touched his father's. After a second of hesitation, the little whelp snuggled against his mother's soft fur, feeling warmth and security.

Miki Suka and the pups

For a moment she wanted to bite his head off for touching her babies but she relaxed as she quelled that awful instinct and reached to nuzzle him licking each pup......and another to comfort her littlest love and she shifted and stood up to go eat...what good was her warmth if she couldn't produce them milk? She was starving and gorged herself..only to settle down again fat and full and ready to keep up the steady supple of milk for the pups.

Panik, in her wolvish glory, began to whimper and scream the moment her mother wasn't there but relaxed again with her brothers once she was back.

Deniigi, Den as he was being called by his moher, was quiet about it..letting her go with trust she'd come back..snuggling up against Panik to leave Tupit alone...

Poor Tupit, currently shunned by his brother ...but loved so dearly by his mother; her favriote if you could ever have a favriote.

Cavan & Tupit

His tail went on waving, batting against the close earth walls. Cavan scuttled back a bit to give Miki room to eat. His scarred head was tilted in both alarm and curiosity at Panik's cries because it was a noise that he'd never heard before, safe for his firth few months of life. Yet parental callings made him tense and worry at the cries.

Tupit whimpered plantively but quietly when he felt his mother leave him. He didn't know he was being shunned at the moment, and if he did, his worried cries would become all the more lonesome to hear. Tupit was quick to settle down once his mother returned. Creeping over the floor on his pudgy little legs, he reached his mother's warmth and began to suckle.

Cavan rested his head on his paws, delighted to see everything was good. "Have you named them?" the wolf questioned in almost a whisper, not wanting to disturb the young.

Miki Suka, Panik, & Den

" This one here..the little girl...her name is Panik...sweet daughter....and the large boy...he is Deniigi...moose...though he will never know its meaning ... Den because the tounge has trouble at times getting around his name........and th sweetest...my little one..Tupit...with markins around his eyes....my littlest one.."

She looked so proud of their pups..her very first litter!

Cavan & Tupit

He listened carefully to the names with his stump of an ear. "They are perfect names." He rests his head down now, gazing fondly from his mate to their pups. "Do you need anything?" Cavan questions suddenly, bringing his head up. He was eager to do anything that she might need.

Miki Suka, Panik, & Den

" Just lay down with me ... and ..yea.."

She smiled softly and nudged him softly.

"Come lay down with us..and just..talk to me!"

Cavan & Tupit

Cavan was glad for the invitation, and quickly yet carefully crawled down and pressed close to his mate. The father was very cautious not to disturb their young. "What would you like to talk about?" he questioned lightly, looking at Miki with adoration.

Tupit felt more comfortable and safe in the warmth of two adults. Yet he yearned for his mother and was very familiar with her scent, so he snuggled closest to her.

Miki Suka, Panik, & Den

She reached out and started licking his face as if bathing him like she might her pups, long brisk licks against his muzzle so the fur slicked a little but poofed up when she was done ... and then she turned her attentions ot each ofh er children..and at last to Tupit..lingering there with soft nuzzles of warmth and comfort.

A soft whisper.

"Our pack still seems so small ... our lands seem so empty..perhaps you should go out into the openings and offer more homes? I can't just yet..with pups to care for..but when they are older I will as well"

Cavan & Tupit

He nodded, "You're right about that. We need a larger pack." Cavan watched her for a moment as she cleaned their young ones. Then he turned about in the tunnel and krept quietly away to fetch some more pack members.

Tupit squeaked and murmured puppy noises, and then was silent for the rest of his bath, adoring his mother's attention. Lifting his blunt nuzzle, he flicked his tiny tongue out and licked at her nose.