YOU SHALL DRIP RUBIES {[COVARI]}

Freya was still getting used to this whole, sleeping in a different den thing. The girl almost longed to be back on the island in the den she had shared with her mother and siblings, but she knew that by now it would not be big enough to hold them all, even if Freya could probably snuggle herself in beside at least a few of her siblings. Being the runt had some advantages after all. The call reached her in the solitude of her den and the girl almost jumped to paws, eager to have an excuse to find her siblings.
The golden girl raced towards the gathering, slowing herself as the group actually came into view. With head held high, though not with pride the girl approached her brother, bumping into him with a grin and settling herself at his side.