What lullaby can you sing?
The First Weaver
Sharptooth had climbed most of the trees on the wooded hills.
She had slept in many of them.
But she liked the old oak near the trail the best of all.
Its strong spreading branches were covered with vines.
Here was a place to lay the baby.
While he slept among the vines, she gathered wild foods.
But she never went far away, and she never stayed away long.
There were panthers and wild cats on the hills.