Ouroboros Spine To hold you again

Both mother and daughter arrived excitedly back home. Their belongings had been dropped onto the floor of the den.

Before Raindrop could answer her daughter's question, Angel enthusiastically told her about the visit with Grandma, and how many cousin there were. Raindrop was truthfully in awe, learning about how much family they had, their traditions, and stories. Raindrop openly embraced Angel as she spun and crashed into her chest. It seemed like only yesterday that she would cradle her daughters against her chest, singing and talking to them, telling them how much they are loved. Then came a curious question: "Did your family sing and dance a lot, Mama?"

This was a question Raindrop wasn't prepared to answer. It had been two years since she had seen her family. She thought for a minute, an almost sad smile grew on her maw. "Yes. We did. Every spring. It was when wolves would join together, to celebrate the coming warmth, the blossoming earth. Some wolves even found their partners. That's how my mom and dad, your grandparents, met." She could remember her first spring, she watched the dances, danced with her mother and father. Oh, how she missed them. 

"I know they'd love to meet you too." She said lovingly.

Setting the melancholy aside, she stood up, and walked to the part of their den where they kept fresh food. She grabbed a piece of fresh meat, and brought it to her daughter. "The journey must have been long; here, you need your strength." She passed it to Angel. "I'm so happy you visited family. It sounds like it was a lot of fun.  And, You'll have to show us the dances you learned. Maybe we can start a new tradition." Raindrop said in a happy and hopeful tone.