Location: Waterfall Peak OOC: Keeping her birth thread vague She only lay in her den with the tiny creatures curled against her hind legs. She felt like she had been staring at the wall for hours, days even. Just thinking and doing nothing really. She hadn't really had a meal, or searched for herbs, nothing. And though a part of her felt like it needed to be thrilled and happy to be a mother, it wasn't as easy for her right now.  What had happened to her? Was a common question she asked herself, daily even. Anyone that knew her would had have tried to help her because this wasn't a younger Aranea. This was a stranger and a new beginning for anyone who met her now.  But she was surrounded by strangers that she took no time or interest in knowing. Not really on purpose but she had been preoccupied with other things obviously.  She stood gently to keep the pups from stirring or getting hurt. And would actually get the energy to creep to the mouth of her den and just take a seat. Tyranis only needed to ask her to move into his own, she didn't feel comfortable just letting herself in. With not knowing what everyone knew or not... Walk "Talk" Think

Ash had figured he ought to poke around the pack a bit. It wasn't hard to find the scents of those in the pack. Somewhat aimlessly, Ashmedai had picked one at random and began to follow it. When it crossed with another, he would switch and follow the next scent.

Ashmedai did that until he ended up catching a new scent. Hey, he remembered that scent vaguely.

Pups.

Ashmedai poked round more cautiously now, his tail low and wagging. When the scent became a little stronger, Ash called out softly, "How ya doin' over there? Need anything?"

He didn't try to get closer. He learned early on that there were times where it was better to mind your own damned business.

New mothers with their pups was always one of those times.

The voice of a man wouldn't even startle her, as it should have with what the man suspected, because of her being a new mother. It wouldn't even put her on edge even with her recognizing his scent not only from Dauntless, but from Abaven too. "No..." She shouted into a more quiet tone, "I'm uh, doing fine, thank you." She didn't know if the brute would come around to actually talk to her or only wished to see her doing okay. Most didn't know the scent of newborn pups unless they had aided in a birth or given life themselves. Or maybe that of a large family of wolves. She would act like he hadn't noticed her pups but would remain in the mouth of her den and even take a seat if she felt the need to get comfortable. Walk "Talk" Think