Moonspear And I've always been a daughter

Dash's howl perked her ears and she shifted her pathway just enough to take her his way. Since the message didn't sound overwhelmingly urgent, she did not make it there in any particular rush. In these days of ongoing poor hunting, she did find herself a bit more conservative with her energy. Not that she liked being so keenly aware of her every expenditure.. and the deficits born from hunger were no better.

But soon enough, she arrived upon the duo with her posture purposeful in every way. While she appeared leaner than ever before on the Spear, it was not yet a look that did not suit her strengths. She had always been able to scrape by just enough to keep it so. "Dash," she chuffed softly in greeting when she came to stand alongside his shoulder. Seeing that he appeared at relative ease was one hint for her, but much of her focus rested upon the stranger from here on out. She knew it didn't need said that she'd like briefed on this conversation so far, so there was a certain expectancy in her minty eyes. Curiosity was clear already.