Moonspear like it is

She scoffed softly, humored. Lucky, indeed. It wouldn't surprise her to have Alya master her voice first. Time would tell, and in the meantime, she would continue to learn what worked best for her and the litter alike. "Fun? Sometimes," she laughed. "Fascinating always." They were worth it, in the end, and her patience was paying off already. Besides, once they hit their growth spurts, she might even miss them being small and less capable. But, that was a bit hard to imagine; she was all about seeing them grow strong and skillful.

The alpha could sense that there was more behind it, yet not well enough to quite put it to words. She had complicated thoughts on the matter herself. The desire to.. mother, necessarily, hadn't been precisely why she'd pursued her brood, but instead more of duty first. The rest fell into place later. She'd never necessarily yearned to nurture suckling babes; it was well outside of her interests (and made it hard to participate in some of those very hobbies as well..) and not having a suitable mate for a long time had probably helped keep it at bay. A conveniently absent estrus for her whole alphaship of the Spire had even made it easier to avoid there too. Now, flash forward a handful of moons though? With the role of empress of this mountain so intrinsically woven into her and a handsomely ambitious male next to her, it had just been the right thing to do. She'd felt it in her bones, and perhaps that was just spurred by her time ticking on itself, or maybe there was even more to it -- because nature spoke in its mysteries.

Amekaze's ears gave a little splay. "Ah, I did not mean to spring it on you like that," she smirked, vaguely apologetic despite that. Even if she'd had to scramble together the knowledge she'd offer, knowing Pyx had it was a prize to her. For that, she'd still be grateful. "While not a decision made lightly, I had not exactly planned for it to seem so sudden. After the lightning, things.. happened quickly." She shook her head softly and rose to stand, then shake off the rest of her once she was up. The humidity still persisted, even for autumn, and her furs stuck accordingly. Ame'd never understand why the week after the strike had fallen apart so badly or why these events were linked at all, but it had been (and so close to the solstice no less), as loathe was she was to think about it very much. "Still, it all worked out. While everything went alright, it was good to know you.. did know what to do to help, in case." she nodded to press the point home with a fond look.