Another lonely day...
The fox woman smiled fondly as her eight cubs fed.
Abandoned little cubs...
Just like her.
The cubs' mother only stayed to milk them. As soon as they were eating raw flesh out of dead carcasses, their mom left them. Out in the harsh, cold winters of the mountains.
Luckily, Leah had passed by them in their hour of need, whilst walking down the mountain. They were emanciated, deathly hungry and chilled to the bone. The cubs were dying. Immediately she took them in.
It's been a few days since then, and the cubs have made staggering progress in terms of recover. Everytime she brought back food, they'd devour it almost immediately.
She pet one of the cubs who had just finished eating, now seeking warmth from who they thought to be their mother. She complied, as she carefully cradled the small fox in her arms, petting it and cleanin it's bloodstained mouth with one hand.
The rest of the cubs came soon after, having finished eating. The position Leah was in, similar to that of a fox lying down with their head up, made it easy for the cubs to find a position to nestle themselves in. Some nestled themselves on her bosom, others on her abdominal area. Some even chose to stay on top if her legs.
Chuckling, she shifted her position slightly, curling up her body some more, dragging some of the cubs closer to each other, makinflg them look almost like a lump.
As she lied her head down herself, her ears perked. If one were to squint, they would notice her eyes' glow intensifying. Without looking about, she called.
"You can come out now..."
