Moonspear our love belongs to the earth, our hearts to the stars

It warmed his heart to see his now-no-longer-youngest so diligently guard their mother. A fond smile was given to Jarilo and Vela, pride resonating in his expression -- a thing he did not give often for his expectations were high. He felt a lot of unity that day, proud that last year's brood, like a year ago, took upon them the mantle of guarding the pups. Surely the youngest bunch of Ostregas would grow into strong, healthy wolves. They'd have to wait and see what the future would bring.

my last post :)