Breakfast

Finishing what she wanted of her rabbit, Asla set it aside. She'd bury the bones later. For now, she licked her lips and paws clean, then turned her attention to her winged sibling. He asked what adults did for fun and a sudden laugh pulled from Asla, her brow knitting together as though she wasn't sure if he was serious or not. A huff ghosted through liver colored nares and she gave her head a shake. "Aside from having sex? Adults don't have fun. Especially parents." All of her waking and sleeping life was spent protecting her children unless they were with their fathers. "If the pups are with their fathers, I just..." The woman gestured to the area around her. She just sat here or hunted or patrolled. That was her life these days.

On second thought, Asla gave a little shrug as another thought popped into her mind. "I took two wolves from the north and housed them in my second den in the Soulless Forest. I visit them when I can." Other than little visits... Asla was a mom.


"Aslatiel Fatalis"