Moonspear a grin made for war

Lex listens, taking as much as she spoke.  He doesn’t know much about the packs in the area and he hasn’t been able to associate different smells with different territories just yet.  Most of his time has been spent in Moonspear, keeping the territory borders locked down from outsiders.  Perhaps in due time he’d venture out and get a lay of the land but for now he was content at home.  

“What made your decision?” he asks, turning to look a the smaller canine.  If she misses her family, but chosen to move away, there had to have been something to make her leave.  Maybe it wasn’t something as dramatic as different morals between a parent and a child or conflict between siblings, but maybe there was something.  Perhaps even nothing at all.

He shrugs off the thought before looking back ahead of him before he trips over something by not paying attention.

“They don’t sound like they’re too far from here, though,” he muses but doesn’t suggest visiting in case it is a sore spot.  His sisters leave a little sore spot for him and he’s lucky Izo at least found her way around.