10-14-2021, 05:20 PM
Babies are a month old (30 days!).
First to rise this morning, Hydra observed the slumbering bodies of her cubs. The first rays of morning had yet to pierce the veil of their den, but the morning was here all the same. They each had grown so much, now, and Hydra instinctively knew that a new day for them had come. Extracting herself from them, the matriarch exited the den and surveyed the nearby surroundings. Sniffing the air and noting no signs of danger there, her eyes continued to work along with her ears to ensure just that.
All was clear, though, as it always had been. She was grateful as to that; those delivering the food had ensured as much, she was certain. And so she settled, knowing no threat was present to disturb the peace. The matriarch lay just outside the mouth of the den, and this day, her youngest would be permitted to join her there. In the meantime, the matriarch enjoyed the silence, taking to grooming her foreleg. More than just her young, should any of the pack want to look at Empyrean's firstborns, she would not chase them away either. A more formal introduction for all would come, she had already decided, in the coming hours. First, though, for them to wake—Hydra selfishly clung to these quiet moments.
All was clear, though, as it always had been. She was grateful as to that; those delivering the food had ensured as much, she was certain. And so she settled, knowing no threat was present to disturb the peace. The matriarch lay just outside the mouth of the den, and this day, her youngest would be permitted to join her there. In the meantime, the matriarch enjoyed the silence, taking to grooming her foreleg. More than just her young, should any of the pack want to look at Empyrean's firstborns, she would not chase them away either. A more formal introduction for all would come, she had already decided, in the coming hours. First, though, for them to wake—Hydra selfishly clung to these quiet moments.
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