Bearclaw Valley 'Cause you might enjoy some madness for a while

there was a comfort in the darkness that the nameless cub was born from. 
but unbeknownst to her, a tapestry was being made. each stitch formed a little ear, or a paw, and eventually she was completed. woven from silver and then dipped in the same darkness she had grown so fond of, she held little clue of where or who she is, and where or who she would be.

the tapestry tears, and from it light seeps in. her creator reveals to her finally what she has been wondering all this time:

she is adalynn, second daughter of ancelin and ameline, and she has been born.

adalynn cries for milk.