There was a knock on the door.
In the past, Dog Gaidin would have barked to alert everyone in the room, but he didn't this time. This time, he had far better things to be tending to than making noise. Plus, the noise itself would have been a problem. He wasn't going to make problems. He had Important Things to take care of.
Natlya grinned and leaned over to ruffle the fur on the top of his head as she went to answer it.
"Asha'man," she greeted with her bright smile. "Thank you for coming!" She stepped back and gestured to let him into the quarters that she shared with Terric. Over in the corner on a big pile of blankets was Dog Gaidin, and two four-week-old kittens curled up in his fur against his side while mama cat slept with his foot as a pillow.
She stood with her hands on her hips, smiling at the animals. "They're doing well," she informed him. "They just ate, so their mama is tired but Dog Gaidin is taking care of it."