Moonspear birthed from a bloodline

For a split second, Dune thought she was going to change her mind, but a call went out for her, and she bolted away. Dune felt a sense of disappointment, almost. He had hoped to spend more time with her. He gulped down the rest of the rabbit, crunching the bones as he went, until there was little more than blood-stained snow left. Satisfied, he looked at the mountain one more time, but decided against it. He was not yet ready to commit himself. Dune set his sights elsewhere and began to move, feeling rejuvenated.