Time for beaches and cocktails

It was early in the evening as she tucked Malico and Mariah into their bed, making sure they were both fully asleep before she quietly slipped out of their den and closed the "door" with the hide that hung over the doorway. The sun had set a couple of hours before, leaving them the moonlight and stars as their main source of light as she stepped back out into the main chamber near the entrance where the fire from their now eaten dinner was beginning to die down. She slid down onto her stomach with a contented sigh, laying down next to Alastor on one of their furs and leaning into his side with a soft smile. She always looked forward to the end of the day when she finally got some time to relax with her husband.

Her paw slipped over his as she nuzzled into his neck, her tail curling around his hip. "Avacyn and I spoke again today about her stepping into the Matriarch role," she mentioned, picking up the conversation that she couldn't speak too much about in front of small pups. "It seems like we've settled on her taking over this summer... so I guess we'll be retirees sooner rather than later." It was a bitter sweet thing, knowing that their first litter was now old enough to be leading a pack. It meant that their hard work in raising them was now brought to fruition and they would be able to enjoy their time together more fully, but it also meant seeing the days of their little pups being children was gone forever.

"Manea & Alastor Mendacium"