Look who's diggin their own grave

The young girl had quickly started to grow from the helpless infant who was desperate for her mother’s milk to a feisty young girl who could run around and start to cause trouble. Sor rose slowly, being careful not to wake her mother as she moved to sneak out of the den. Her eyes were filled with a certain determination as she put a grin on her face. No one would be able to stop her from venturing as far as the edge of the den! The girl had never dared to step onto the cold and stiff ground that was beyond the birthing den though she did look out at it often. She blinked as she looked back. She was pretty sure her dad was out and about or that could be him sleeping next to her mother. Elli was fast asleep which gave Sorya the opportunity to poke her head out. SNAP. She winced as the small twig broke underneath her paw.

She turned, keeping her eyes focused on the still blurry form of her mother and sisters. She slowly started to head back into the den before she settled down a bit away from the loving embrace of her mother. She curled up, her head on her paws as she stared at her mother. Hopefully she would not wake her. She hoped that she would not wake her sisters either or even worse (or better) her father. She smiled at them all.