Lost Creek Hollow there, there, baby, it's just textbook stuff

It was too soon to leave her children, but she recognized the wolf howl that rang out. So with a sense of trust she left the tiny babies with @Silvertongue and @Wren to keep warm and moved towards her daughters howl.

It was with motherly pride she looked upon her beautiful daughter. Who had taken the colors of Ash's own pelt and made them her own majestry. There was an air of having learned and lived to her daughter. And she smiled and met her; smelling if babies and milk, but too herbs and den. As always.

Hello Acantha. 

She would meet her daughter in a hug if she would allow or just a gentle brush of nose if preferred. Ash knew she hadn't done her best by her first children. But she had tried. She just hoped they could forgive her.

tags for references. She won't be gone long.