Greatwater Lake all cats are gray at night

upon the entrance of the pups mother, racharra initially moved closer. with this fresh new understanding of the world, the pup could see how her mother looked. scent still guided her little body, of course. but it was the faint scent and the sight of a different yet familiar wolf. it was the scent she recognized, not so much the sight. 
the pup was far too young to pinpoint as to why exactly this wolf was vaguely familiar, but she gazed at the blurry figure who's head blocked the already little sunlight that was allowed to spill into the den. hunger quickly turned her attention back to her mother though and she nestled back up in search for a teat.