Moonspear like it is

Indeed, any notion of a second litter was far too fresh for her to consider any time soon. Her plans on it never spanned that far ahead, so starting now just was not going to happen -- and instead, as always, she would be at nature's mercy and blessing alike. How her own mother bred seasonally year after year for as long as she did was beyond her, especially now that she understood it a tiny bit more than ever before. But, she nodded. "Hopefully no one has to do any scrambling if or when next time happens.." she chuffed softly. Pyx, her, or otherwise. Next time would be better.

As for the stars and Charon, it too was possible, and maybe they may reveal new truths in the months to come. In either case, Amekaze hoped for her own -- and theirs -- success.

To Pyx's words, being stuck with her and all, she snickered, and began to gather herself up to move on back to the den to check in on matters there. Still, she was thankful and happy it had worked out this way. Moonspear was lucky to have her, Ame believed. "Well, know that I have seen a lot of wolves come and go and I am glad you are one of the ones that have stuck with us -- me included," she stretched lightly. "I am not complaining," she added with a quick reach for a nudge, should Pyx have it.

"I should head back before they come looking," or Charon got tired of their little needle-teeth and general busyness. "See you soon? And thanks," she said before grabbing the rabbit and turning back up the trail towards the den, and presumably, her pups.