Hardship
He could feel the lump his his throat begin to choke him as he sat there, watching his cubs sleep softly within their beds.
Ukka, his long lost dead cub now returned to the flesh of the living, slept with his thumb in his mouth, snoring softly though he was almost nine years of age now.
Viona, hugging her stuffed ragged bear close to her, made soft little grunts as she tossed and turned, being too warm from the thick comforter.
Vincet gurgled in his sleep, pacifier in his mouth as he softly suckled, surrounded in toys in his bed with barred sides to keep him from falling out.
Vicheatta sighed, eyes adverting to the small two cub