Ouroboros Spine lxxvi. and a smile across your face

tags partially for reference but open to all of the family. <3

The rabbit-skin woman had watched her son transition from baby to child, though it still wasn't any easier this second time around in her journey through motherhood. Now that he could count nearly two moons, @Fjall walked and talked (though this was still somewhat a work in progress). His fur had begun to lighten and shift into a color somewhere between her own and @Kjalarr's pelt of snow -- with a dash of Ink's warm, gilded tones of autumn fields. Her boy had weaned and spent much of his time exploring the Forest, either at the side of his Amil, his aunt @Keyni, or the ostmen himself. There were others too, no doubt, in their extended community of family. Times when the cloudberry found him babbling her stories to a patient @Makan. Or came across the tiny tracks of her youngest child interlaced with @Wilwarin's own. 

There were times it brought tears to the paintwolf's eyes just how very much her children were loved. Just how lucky she was. 

Eakkiä was strong enough now to make the short journey back to the Spine, and Lótë recovered enough to carry him when little legs failed. She picked the way back to her first home slowly, murmuring a soft explanation to the songborn. 

"We go to see your Ajâtsuk. My sister, your second mother. You have many other siblings in my old home to play with there."