Ever since Lenae had brought her daughter into the world she hadn't left her den. Not for longer than a few moments at least, if only to relieve herself and gobble down the scraps of food the other's had left. She found her new routine surprisingly easy to slip into. Cuddling her little one was hardly a chore, her daughter provided a sense of comfort she hadn't experienced in what felt like...well, years. For some time Lenae had worried that she wasn't motherly, that there wouldn't be a bond between them, but much to her relief there was. Her love was eternal and endless, there was nothing on this planet she valued more than her little one. Everything else, even her own life and welfare, seemed irrelevant.
With a tired sigh, she pulled back her tail to reveal the sleepy greyish black bean that was nestled against her side. In her sleep the little bean's paws twitched and she squeaked- if her daughter wasn't the cutest thing on this earth then Lenae didn't know what or who was. It seemed impossible, nothing could be better than this.
Lenae's sleep-dulled gaze wandered to the mouth of her den. Though she couldn't see him Lenae knew Odin was out there, her ever vigilant guardian. The little bird-beyond all of her feelings of warmth and contentment- felt a little bad, guilty that he'd been out there for the past two days. She knew that if he didn't want to keep watch he wouldn't but....he hadn't yet seen the little bean had he? He was her Father, he had every right to meet his daughter but- Lenae curled a little tighter around the cub and for good measure pressed her nose against her daughter's small, if not chubby side.
What to do, what to do? On one paw, all she wanted was to keep her daughter safe and warm, to feed her, to help her grow till she was ready to take her first wobbly steps out into the wide world. But on the other she was only two days old....Lenae's maternal instincts ensured that her daughter's safety was her highest priority. They told her that everything, including Odin's feelings and wants, didn't matter in the grand scheme of things...Except they did to Lenae, because that's just who she was.
Softly, as to not wake her little one Lenae cleared her throat and called out. "Odin?"
There, she'd done it. That wasn't so bad, now was it?