Although Locha's bruised ribs had almost fully healed, somedays the sore wronged came back in full force. The previous night the girl had slept in an awkward position, so it was with a limp she walked today. After rising groggily, Locha sleepily looked around the den. Wondering why it was so empty, she pushed herself up, wincing slightly before making her way outside. Almost immediately, she was met with the howl of her brother, announcing the new arrivals. A smile broke on her face and eagerly she limped towards the sound.
Lots of her siblings were already at the gathering by the time she made it there. A bright smile one her face, she looked at each of her younger siblings one by one. Resting, she made no move to speak, but her tail wagging behind her and her smile spoke all she needed. Her siblings emotions looked a bit mixed, like she had no doubts her own were last year at her turn. Her own thoughts about their parents rolled at the back of her mind, but she suppressed them for now.
