Ouroboros Spine aliitchuk ⌖

Lótë hurried to moonwoman's den, heart pounding with excitement and fear -- anything could happen during delivery. The cloudberry was reassured by the fact that this was the Nuiruk's third litter, she was an experienced mother and the spirits watched over their clan. 

Wilwarin and Qadira lingered outside the ulaq when she arrived. The cloudberry offered her village sister a smile before turning to her youngest daughter. "Come. Do not be afraid. You will be a member of the women's circle soon. Our place is with Kukutux, to protect the spirits of the new children." She nuzzled her daughter's ears in encouragement, hoping her presence would be enough to lay the fledgling's nerves to rest. It would be good for her child to see what went into becoming a mother, should she ever decide to whelp her own cubs. 

She chirped a low greeting to the matchmaker, requesting entrance before slipping inside with Wilwarin. "They're beautiful, Kukutux. Absolutely beautiful," she murmured in congratulations, tail swishing in joy as her eyes pricked with the salt of tears. More daughters and a son to add to the growing hearth of moonwoman and sunman. 

"Is there anything you need?" She asked softly, moving to settle just inside the entrance of the den with Wil, prepared to keep vigil over the new souls as had become the way of Moonglow.