A year later, Mala was sitting comfortably in her favourite place within the pack, a nice large rock in the orchard, that accommodated her size easily. She was smiling happily about the progress of the new children’s book she was working on. It was nearly finished. Getting ready to wrap it up with a little teaser at the end for the next in the series. Then she could sit down with her artist and set about getting all the pages drawn up and water coloured in.
The breeze was quite strong and blowing past her, it was not quite midday and she was under the shade of one of the orchard trees, enjoying being out there with the scent of sweet-smelling flowers from the orchard to fill her sense of smell.
Suki was curled up inside her mind, sleeping soundly, no worries for them at this time. Heard
