By the High Ewe, may you find relaxation and comfort, and spend time in good company with your own kind of herd.
By the Primal Huntress, may you find food in your belly. May you defend and be defended by your pack.
By the Devourer, may you find renewal in your life, and may painful transitions come to pass into brighter futures closer to your true nature.
By the Muse, may you find fruit to your creativity, may your wild ideas bring you what nothing else could.
By the Den Mother, may you have a warm hearth to sit by, a home wherever you end up, no matter what form it takes, and true family.