Nagra (Wolves and Sillies)

Wolves and Sillies, now with 25% more Happy Birthday!
Let me tell you how it works, you got to this pic, because maybe, just maybe, it caught your eye while browsing dA or, which is much more possible, it spammed your message box - thank you for coming here!
Now, a treat for you, like a cookie, or candy, but virtual and, let's be realists, crappier.
Anyway, be the first person to comment under this very pic of wraufla, my original specie of wolf-like creatures, and win one for you - yes, for FREE!
Where's the hook? There are two: this is not a request, you ask me for your own wraufla (note: your wraufla, not wraufla-you), I'll deliver BASING on your hints and ADJUSTING it to my view on them. Second one is simpler, you have one wraufla, you're not getting another one. At least not during Wolves and Sillies action.

Still not believing? This one belongs to TheStripelessTiger who won it under the previous link of wraufla chain: Oru (Wolves and Sillies)

Have I heard someone saying "more wrauflas, Arnilo, we love them, cause they totally don't suck as design"? No? Well then, I'm giving it to you anyway.
So, TheStripelessTiger requested a mother (or father) wraufla in a playful dance with their cub, with bone-y stuff included. Preferably a shaman during ritual... well, at first I thought about something about Good Mothers, but then thought it's good occasion to talk some more about wrauflas parenthood in general, so there - technically, Nagra is dancing with her cub. And don't you worry about little guy, you gotta be tough in da north.
Well, I hope that you'll like it! And now, time to meet Nagra! And other guys, that were involved. Let's talk wrauflish!

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Nagra allowed herself a short stop, falling on all four, letting the snow cover aching parts of her body. Cub inside her immediately moved, no doubt already picking up the scent of game, eager to join father as a tracker. She noticed that rest of the hunters also stopped, waiting for her, so she wanted to catch them up, but her mate was already by her side. She said that she can move on, but he just answered that his paws are sore and the scent is weak anyway, so he will just find a better trail tomorrow. Young female looked at other hunters for any signs of protest, but they were already preparing a makeshift shelter for the night.

Normally, maybe they would have something to say, but Nagra's mate was one of tribe's best trackers and, all after all, they were impressed with her determination to keep hunting, despite that many moons have already passed since Three Good Mothers took her to their caves and, with help of Alpha Mother herself, decided which of parents' soul shards the cub will bear. Nagra's clan was small and she was first female since countless moons to have cub, so she was very happy to hear that Mothers decided the cub will carry same shard as her. Their Wolf with Alpha Mother was supposed to personally watch after her since she was but a cub, hence why she had spots all over her fur, after all the touches of its nose, so the fact that she was pregnant was twice as important for her clan.

She had to constantly prove her cub will be strong, so she and her mate went patiently through all the rituals without slacking. Right after they left caves of Good Mothers after the ritual, she went on a hunt alone and took down a Shy Horn on her own, so the cub could taste the meat of most nimble and cunning animal. Then they had enough luck to find a herd of Stone Horns close to their cave and so, with aid of other tribe and led by her mate, they hunted them and feasted on meat of the strongest, absolute kings of the snowy valleys. She also was now sleeping with her mate under freshly skinned pelt of Stone Horn, instead of having to borrow one. Finally, she adorned herself with bones and claws of Ice Scratcher and, even though cub was already moving, she danced with other mothers of tribe for Three Goods when another Moon of Moons passed and rites were required to bring the new game to the valleys.

And now she was here, wishing for a warm spot in Communal Cave, but not really letting it show. Her mate approached her once shelter was ready and fire was burning. She volunteered for watch, but all of sudden everybody turned out to not be sleepy at all and it was decided Nagra's turn won't come for next two nights as a result. She sighed, though wasn't really upset at her kin's overprotection, and let her mate cuddle her.

Next day they met mongrel on their way, so, as custom dictated, she allowed large, dirty female rub her belly, despite paws of a stranger still being covered with blood of Stone Paw, which carcass she carried on her back. Mongrel was apparently embarrassed by her state, but gently caressed the belly, bringing luck to Nagra and her clan. As a confirmation to that good sign, female also shared with them the trail of herd the Stone Paw was following before she hunted it down. Nagra and rest of the hunters quickly picked up the scent and no more than three nights later they were already at Communal Cave, sharing the story of their hunt.

Nagra's cub without doubts recognised when they were talking about mongrel, because he chose this time to cause everyone troubles and make bunch of big hunters run to Three Good Mothers in panic. They say he's strong and growing fast, following steps of his father. But who can really know what will be his story?