She stayed that way until her brother stumbled out of the nest and made a break for the exit.
Um, excuse her?
Where did he think he was going?
Pushing herself unsteadily to her paws, she wobbled after him, determination packed into every step. They were supposed to stay warm and cuddled. Did he not know that? Honor watched his very elegant attack on mathair and let out a snort of annoyance through her little puppy nose.
Marching forward as best she could, she bumped into Wisp’s side and promptly buried herself in the plush comfort of her mathair’s fur. She supposed this wasn’t too bad… though the howling from downstairs was overwhelming her sensitive little ears.
