The Snow GremlinThere had never been a Winter that tested Konta's constitution more than this one. Every night that passed without incident only further stressed his nerves as he waited for the inevitable strike of a predator to shatter the peace, and every day was full of fitful sleep as he woke constantly at any small sound, fearful for any attack.
The fact that nobody had left Kontala's birthing tent in weeks was a mixed blessing. No news was good news, but being kept in suspense during an already difficult time did no favors to Konta's state of mind. Sometimes, as he sat around idly on guard duty, he would watch the entrance with rapt attention, hoping to see any sign of his mate and their new child. The most he ever got was a quick glimpse of the tent flap opening, only to have one o
