Moonspear keep this fire burning brighter

CALLING SIBS @Arcturus @Yama @Revui (didn't forget you Yami I just know you're away for a bit <3)

If she wasn't patrolling with her sisters or tending to her herb cache, Lyra was often loitering by the rendezvous den, keeping an eye on her newest siblings. They seemed to be growing by the day — from small, dark balls of fur into creatures that somewhat resembled actual wolves. As much as she loved them, the girl found herself bored with the earlier stages of their lives. There had been so much crying and whimpering and...general uselessness. She wasn't sure how their mother did it.

But as they matured, her patience for them grew. They could speak words now. Kind of. They were getting there, at least.

The foggy morning had given way to a mild, overcast day which suited the Ostrega and her dark coat. She lounged in the grassy shade just out of sight of the den's entrance, neatly picking at a bone she clenched between her forepaws.