Your new puppy was very helpful in entertaining the younger pups in the pack. She always had ideas for games and found ways to keep them out of trouble, or under the adults' feet. While your pack readies to sit for your nightly meal, you noticed the pups were still not gathering. You went out and found them behind the herbalist's den, popping their head out fo the old tortoise shells you had discarded there. You stay in the bushes as your little pup slides one on herself, then playfully bumps against another pup. They all go around, bumping and rolling into each other, their laughs echoing in the forest.
Macaron brings you: 5 Tortoise shells!
