Never before had it taken her quite this long to recover from giving birth. There was an ache in her spine, an awkwardness to her stomach that made it feel like her organs hadn’t quite settled back into place, her hips felt wide and displaced, and when she walked there was an cumbersome sway in her steps as though her rear legs couldn’t quite keep up with her front. No longer in her prime, and having had far from an easy life, her body was betraying her.
She supposed that she could call for @Nova, leave the now yearling in charge of the pups while she took a turn about the borders, for surely it would be movement that would remedy her ails. But once she finally found her way to her feet, all thoughts of moving more than the few steps it took to get outside of her den were gone as she flopped heavily to the forest floor. The meager sunlight that managed to fight its way through the thick canopy finding a way to warm and ease her aches and pains. Just a few more days... she silently promised herself. She was sure all would come good in just a few more days.
She had lost track of how many days or weeks had passed since their birth. Surely they should have made the move back to the main den weeks ago but she just hadn’t been up to the short trek, and while the birthing den was small, it was cosy and secluded. She wasn’t sure she could tolerate others just yet with such an ache in her bones and the fuzzy exhaustion that came with lack of sleep eating away at her limited tolerance... but the move would need to come sooner or later.
Laying her head down on her paws, she watched the den entrance with half lidded eyes. She had such beautiful children, and she would not begrudge them their own time in the sun... so long as they behaved and didn’t wander too far she was happy for them to join her. A small chuff of encouragement was offered in their direction to let them know that all was safe and well. They could come out if they so wished.