Marshmallow

When I came here a long time ago, way before you littluns came along, I had heard of rumors of a pack growing deep in the forest. I was wondering one day, and Blueheart came across me. She befriended me quickly and asked if I wanted to join this pack. I obviously obliged. I remember when we had to run away due to the hunters coming closer and closer. I remember observing my first mourning, which was for my own son, Osric. That was the day I swore I'd learn herbs way better than I had before, and I have. I am proficient in my job and wish to do it longer. Unfortunately, I can feel these bones getting older; my soul says I'm still a year old, but my body says otherwise. I have a son who will carry on my job. His name is Tybalt, and he will do very well in it. I will pass on one day and cross into the abyss, but I will always come down and talk to him whenever he wishes to talk with me. Whether that be guidance, comfort, or anything in between. He is my son, and I care about him deeply, and so does my mate, White Paw. I will, unfortunately, leave him behind, as I am older than him. That is alright. He is a fine and skilled hunter, and I know he will hunt until he can't anymore. It's the only thing he loves equal to Tybalt and I.
I grew up in a pack called Moon Valley. Being an herbalist seemed to run in my family since my mother was one when I was younger, and then I became one myself here in this pack. I grew up with three siblings, and I was the oldest of two sisters and a brother. I was sorry to leave them behind to wander on my own, but I chose this life, and it's possibly the best thing I've ever done. After some time of wandering, I came across a small sparrow and decided to use my little herb knowledge to help it and nurture it. It didn't leave my side until its death. Every so often I swear I hear his call. One day I was wandering around in the forest and heard paw steps quickly approaching me. I was ready to try and talk before violence. That's the day Blueheart came into my life. I politely asked what she wanted and asked if there was anything I could help her with. She asked if I wanted to join her pack. I said yes, wondering how big it was. When I joined, it was small, but it seems it quickly grew and continues to grow. Thank you for listening, little one. Now go back to your mother before you get in trouble

I woke up, and the sky was a brilliant violet and indigo, with shooting stars constantly streaking through the sky. I saw a shadowy figure walking towards me. I squinted to try and see better, and then I saw a familiar auburn-ish coat walking towards me.
"Golden Glow? Is that you?" I asked, my eyes filling with tears. The familiar she-wolf nodded. I got up onto my paws and touched noses with her, happy to see her again.
"Welcome home, Marshmallow," I heard a familiar voice rumble behind me. I whipped my head around to see Clover standing there, still wearing the decor that made him look oh-so-handsome. Suddenly, a familiar ox-blood nose poked through the crowd. Tears started flowing down my cheeks, dampening my fur.
"Ox ear?" I asked tentatively. He nodded. An even more familiar face wiggled beside Ox ear, and I broke down. I fell to the ground, hugging him close. "Osric!" I cried out. "Oh, honey I'm so sorry I didn't protect you. I'm so so sorry," I sobbed, still holding him tightly. He gently wriggled out of my grasp and touched my nose with his own.
"Mommy, it's ok! We'll never be apart again! I can show you everything amazing here!" he said happily, ears perked and tail wagging furiously. I couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"Alright, show me," I said with a smile.