You Won't Let Me Down

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.