The first wolf to taste the soup went completely still.
A shudder passed through his body so visible that the wolf beside him grabbed his shoulder in alarm.
"Are you dying?"
The wolf ignored him, took another sip, and that caused his tail to start beating again.
Around the settlement, similar reactions rippled outward like a wave.
Faelynn was already on her second serving before most of the clan had finished their first. She had planted herself near the pot with Luth on her lap, and every time one of the Dow clan females tried to slow her down, she bared her teeth in a way that sent them giggling back to their own portions.
When her pan was empty, she simply held it out without looking up.
Someone refilled it without being asked, and the pregnant female downed the chunks of meat and tubers between each sip of the broth.
The wolves were not the only ones who had been affected.
The Dow clan members were stunned to discover that soup was an entirely different taste from roasted meat. And it was oddly richer despite not being as filling.
The warm broth settled in their stomachs like liquid comfort, and the combination of soft tuber, tender meat, and layered herbs was making several of them visibly emotional.
One male simply stood there with the pan pressed to his lips, and his eyes closed, as if the food had transported him somewhere far away.
Calis ate in silence, but the way his ears stayed perked forward through every bite told Tera everything she needed to know.
Tera was seated between Xavi and Ermin, her back resting comfortably against the base of a large tree. Her own pan sat empty in her lap, and she was full.
The broth had been especially delicious, richer and more satisfying than she had expected from her first attempt, and the warmth of it had spread through her chest and limbs until her whole body felt heavy and content.
The beasts had insisted she eat first while they served the others, practically taking the hoe from her and shoving the pan into her hands before she could react.
It had been a funny sight watching the beasts drool while serving the others.
Now she watched with a soft smile as her mates fed the twins.
Xavi had Nadia cradled in one arm, her small body tucked against his chest. He was carefully placing tiny pieces of soft tuber and shredded meat into her mouth, and the bear cub was accepting each offering with cute greed.
Ermin had Althea on his knee. The panther cub was considerably less dignified about the process. She had grabbed a chunk of meat from her father’s hand and was gnawing on it with both fists. Her face was smeared with broth from forehead to chin.
Tera’s chest ached.
Her babies looked so cute.
The night slowly settled into a peaceful quiet of beasts still eating.
All the cubs had fallen asleep in a pile near the nursery, including the older cubs.
Tera noticed Nadia had fallen asleep.
But she wasn’t the only one.
Xavi’s own eyes were heavy. His head nodded once, then twice, before he caught himself and straightened with a small shake.


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