"I did have a pack but me, the alpha female and alpha male fought too many times so the pac left while I was asleep..I never found them to apologise. I wish I could find em but it's taught me how to survive. I left them when I was old enough to walk. I still have my scars." She pawed the ground playfully and flipped the pup over, cleaning her. "You're such a sweethart, aren't ya?" She smiled at her, grooming her.
"Moma?"
"No, dear. I'm not your moma. You're so cute." Kameor rumbled, half purring. She nudged her again and licked her muzzle. "Now go play with your brothers and sisters, sweetie."
"Moma? I wan' ta 'tay wih ya." The cub mumbled, snuggling close to Kamies' stomach. "I love ya."
Kameor's heart melted. She rolled onto her back and pulled the cub onto her stomach, nuzzling her fondly. "Are you my Little One? What's your name, sweetie?"
"Lea. Wha's yours?"
"Kameor. You an call me Moma if you wish."
"Kamie?"
"Sure. I'm your Kamie though. That's your special nickname for me, ok?"
She nodded, scampering close to Kamie's nose and nudging it, yawning.