Look who's diggin their own grave

A movement at her stomach caused Elli to slowly open one eye. They never let her get rest, did they? She took a deep breath as she watched little Sor step closer to the edge of the small birthing den. Soon she might let them out into the cold outside but today was not that day. She was about to call her youngest daughter back when she heard the snapping of a twig. She fought back a soft chuckle as the child looked back at her before running back into the safety of the den. Her children were already beginning to express themselves and their personalities to her. Sor was quite the adventurer.

Sorya curled up a bit away from them which caused Elli to raise her head and open both eyes. “Is everything alright, Sorya?” She called out the words softly to keep the others from waking in the process. “Why not come over here?” The soft coo and mother’s instinct kicked in as she yearned to have all of her children safely at her stomach.