Moonspear surefire abandon

Hours earlier, Alya had killed a coyote within Moonspear's borders. She'd had a peculiar scent about her - especially for this early in the season - which had prompted the young shewolf to retrace the coyote's steps. Sure enough, an old badger set just a mile outside their borders had turned up a rather odd find. Two coyote pups, each a little over a month old.

She'd eaten the first one right off the bat, but the second one's whinging had plucked a certain chord within the dark woman's breast. Without much thought, she'd lifted the doomed child from its defiled crib turned back to her home.

Now, late in the evening, the two laid outside the Cerberus's trophy cave, snoozing in the starlight. She had no real plans for the child, but enjoyed the feel of it against her chest. When it got hungry, she'd likely kill it - but for the moment, Alya was happy to play house.