Moonspear plateau phase

She had turned her nose up to the Redhawk howls at their borders a few days back and not gone to humor them—later she had collected what mattered from Hydra about Gannet anyway, and his choice to stay here even with an entourage from the Caldera ready to take him included. An unexpected note, both that they finally came at all and that he chose Moonspear. But that was neither here nor there right now.

Not simply because she was generally nearby anyway, but because she was truly interested in hearing about what he saw while he was out, she would go answer Dune's call personally. Although she was finding herself fatigued faster, and generally starting to slow down as she carried her extra weight, she still went steadily in his direction with a quick trot. When she found him with her daughter beside him already, she honed in and greeted Hydra first with a fondly rough nudge against her shoulder. Next she set her sights on Dune to find him seemingly no worse for the wear. She waved her lifted tail, glad he was back, and rumbled a low hello of her own while she figured out where this conversation stood so far—which knowing Dune, shouldn't be too difficult to decipher.