Blackberry Fields feast!

@Nia - backdated vaguely a few days c:

Rosemary had begun to wander a bit further from her mother whenever she needed a nap and Rosie still had energy to move about. Or when Nia would go hunting, or simply turn her back for too long. Unfortunately, lately Rosie hadn't had as much energy to wander at all.

Her paws dragged a little as she wandered through the field. She was curious, and she wanted to explore, but more than anything, she wanted to eat.

It didn't have to be milk or meat. The berries she stumbled across smelled weird, but kind of sweet, and Rosemary's mouth watered until drool dripped from her chin. Without thinking, she reached out and pulled one berry from the bush, squeaking when one of the thorns caught her nose. But it tasted amazing, and after that first she just couldn't stop.

She was a pawful of berries in before she remembered her mother, and how she would love these, too! Rosemary was careful as she picked a few more and held them in her mouth before making her way back to where her mother was napping.

There, she would deposit a mouthful of half-smooshed berries in front of Nia's nose before licking her mother's face to try and wake her, body wriggling in excitement.

Nia's main concern was keeping an eye on her daughter. Ensuring her safety was a top priority, but clearly, her body protested. Sleep in such a state was hard to fight off. So the mother slept. Quite often in fact. Something she carried much guilt for as her daughter frolicked about without her protection. A pack. Her daughter needed others keen on her safety. She needed to find somewhere that would take pity on the girl, help raise her, and perhaps somewhere with potential suitors. The alpha's sons. What pack would suit though? Where would and could they go, given she soiled their positions with the backwater? Having one last child was of more importance than rules.

The old woman's nose twitched. A familiar scent wafted up her nostrils, tempting to lure her from her thoughtful slumber. Slowly her eyes blinked open. She stretched her body as she moved into a seated position. Her daughter was adorable, with berry-stained maw and all. It wasn't the most lady-like thing...but a full belly. For once her desire of being proper was squashed by something of greater value. She smiled, "Darling, you shouldn't eat berries you're unfamiliar with. They can make you sick." She leaned down, selling the delicious treat. "Blackberries are safe...too many can upset your belly." She took a careful bite, keen not to make a mess of herself. The flavor overwhelmed her tastebuds. Perfectly tart on her tongue.

"Where did you find them?"