I DON'T WANT THAT FOR YOU.

The woman stretched out her paws as she emerged from her den. She would leave it up to her kids to get Quelt up. The sleeping loaf certainly did know how to make some noise while he was resting. Their two kids were ready to be eager and out into the world. Limno wanted to spend as much time as she could with them. After all, it was her first litter and with that she was more protective of them then anything in the world. The hunter would let the air sink in, it wasn't too hot and it wasn't devilishly cold either. The perfect weather for her son and daughter to learn new things.

She might have been a bit crazy, with wanting to start them leaning about the world already. Who would they be, hunters, fighters, healers? That was the question. "Quake, Qualm it's time to wake your father." she would poke her head into the den again. Since he was so large, it did provide them with a bit of warmth during the night though. Limno was only hoping the two of them didn't get spoiled by the man.

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Qualm had begun to stir after his mother slipped out of the den, his little head burying into his father’s neck till ears were the only visible part of his skull. He didn’t want to get up, the den was so cozy and with his sister at his side and father, it was very warm. But it would seem that Limno had other plans, poking her head back inside to wake the rest of the family, calling to the kids to take Quelt. The son would groan, lifting his head enough so he could grab onto the man’s neck with his sharp puppy teeth in a gentle and lazy nom. ”Raaake raa daaad.” He said, voice muffled by the little bit of skin in his mouth. A moment later he would let go and turn away with a small yawn, nudging Quake in the shoulder then squeezing his head beneath her own. ”Quaaake.”