Something within her told her it was time, time for the heirs of the lake to finally make the transition from their birthing den to live with the rest of their family. Of course she was nervous, but it was a necessary transition for them to make. They wouldn’t and couldn’t stay by her side forever, and at two months they were already getting bigger than she’d like. Their birthing den was large, but not large enough for four of them as the pups grew like weeds every day. With them under the constant watch of the pack members once the move was complete, she would be able to return full time to her duties. They were beginning to be weaned as well, and at this point they were to be given only chewed or regurgitated pieces of meat from her or other’s meals. Soon they would be off of it completely and, in turn, off of her. Already they were exploring more widely, she having let them begrudgingly travel no more than a mile or so from the den. They had done well with it so far, and she couldn’t ask for more.
She also knew that, with this move, she would now be able to do the traveling that she had planned. To go and see Whisper Caverns and perhaps make an ally out of them, to see what may have happened of her dear friend @Rook . The prospect brought her anxiety of leaving her lands, but at the same time brought her great excitement to once again be able to go out and see more than what was their borders. With all of this swimming in her mind, she allowed herself in the clearing that wasn’t too far from the den. Lifting her head to the sky, she called her packmates to come and join her to officially welcome the pups into their lives.