Moonspear rendez vous

Charon's reply didn't ease her worries much, not that she thought it had really meant to. They did a lot of things because he said so — naps, being quiet, etc — but, usually, that didn't include their mother. Today, though, Amekaze followed along with his orders. Her soft nudge was welcome and Lyra returned it with a lick of her own, but she still let out a concerned whine.

She only cheered up slightly when Hydra called to her. She hadn't kept track of what her sisters were doing after emerging from the den and racing to her mother's side, but was grateful they hadn't completely forgotten about her. She wandered cautiously over to the shiny rock her sister had offered before she had been distracted, sniffing it. If she knew it had been peed on, she gave no indication that she cared, picking it up gently between her teeth to carry all the way to their new den. She decided that it would help her find her way back home after they moved to this new place. Puppy logic at its finest.

The now extremely important item gripped tightly in her jaws, Lyra began to pad after her father who had begun to lead the expedition. She looked up to Floki as he padded past with a cheery word and wave of his tail. For some reason, it made her feel better. Or maybe it was because she felt this rock would be her connection back to this place. With an awkward half-smile up at her uncle, the girl followed after him, finally deciding that maybe this move wasn't so bad.