The strength of the pack

She heard the howls but she was busy at the moment. She was feeding their three children and she wasn't about to cut their meal short to arrive first to the meeting. Her priorities were now to their needs first and the pack's second. Rhyme and Shaye would understand. Her companions had been recently infatuated with the nest of imperia and solitude, though she assumed it was because there was the oddity of eggs being laid in the winter. She waited until the pups had had their fill and fell asleep until she pulled herself from them. She called for Basil and Alma, waiting for them to come in and sit with the pups to remove herself from the den.

As soon as she emerged she wanted to go back but she knew she had to go to the meeting. She hobbled towards the direction of the meeting. She was sure that she would be one of the last ones there, but when she arrived she could only scent a few others here. Strange. She took a seat though, away from others and waited. She hoped this meeting would be fast, she didn't want to leave the pups for too long.