Ouroboros Spine fall (the smell of mushroom)

the doe observed the boldest and bravest of her children, a grin curling her lips to watch the determined girl fall and rise, fall and rise again. after a minute or two, she untangled herself from vairë's siblings and padded over to where the girl was practicing. the greenpaw stretched herself out in front of her eldest daughter, a wispy chuckle escaping as she lowered herself to the floor. 

"come along, little story-weaver. I know you have it in you," she cooed in gentle encouragement, fallow tail beating a proud tempo against the floor of the nest -- muffled by the cured pelts that padded the packed dirt.