Begin Again

The porcelain far would take time to lay beside her sleeping children as the day began to increase. It was almost time to begin her morning track around the borders, but she was running slow that day. The thoughts of Cherokee were heavy on her mind as she curled around her pups. How much she missed him, an wished he was there to help raise their children. Novel was a huge help, but she was no replacement for their protective father. She would gently begin to maneuver herself from their embrace when the sound of a voice would be heard from just beyond her den. It sounded the slightest bit like Gitan. Song's lithe body would slip from inside the confines of her home to find her sister and her mate outside. "Come to meet your nieces and nephews, sister?" she would ask kindly as her bicolored gaze would settle upon the two. Pearlescent haunches coiling beneath her delicately.?