11-10-2021, 10:27 PM
Early in the morning the sun was rising just right. She lumbered away from her den of young, who were freshly of three months. They were growing more independent, an allowance of more freedom throughout the forest but was always told to at least make sure they knew to stay close within their claim. Call for those within if trouble was to rise.. She couldn't keep them den-bound forever, especially when they needed to grow, and learn to be independent. For an eventual time, she would send them on missions — for the sake of Elkshire.
It was pleasing to know she could stay out of the den even moreso sometimes, or likewise would take one with her on a patrol. Before all would wake up though, the Queen ventured to the mountains and into the jawbone itself. Teeth aligning intimidatingly below, but she crawled to it's peaks and between the spires. A ledge, where Celnes would peacefully lay upon and gaze down to the forests.
It was pleasing to know she could stay out of the den even moreso sometimes, or likewise would take one with her on a patrol. Before all would wake up though, the Queen ventured to the mountains and into the jawbone itself. Teeth aligning intimidatingly below, but she crawled to it's peaks and between the spires. A ledge, where Celnes would peacefully lay upon and gaze down to the forests.
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