Moonspear mechanically make the words come out

cool if the fam invades? we can make it a voice lesson too <3 @Dakarai @Aries
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The pale druid traveled the rest of the way to their cliffside dwelling in silence; complete quietude of voice and environment. The air was still and there was not a sound to be heard. Olive’s mossy gaze reflected the colors of spring grasses as it bounced listless upon the earth in front of her — at this point, the route to their home was muscle memory and the woman found seeing eyes to be unnecessary. Though she did not turn to ensure that both Dakarai and Aries were in tow, the occasional shuffle of feet or squeak from the boy assured her that they were.

Olive could remember her own childhood, living carefree and footloose amongst her small natal family. It had just been her elegant mother, her studious father and her two nutcase brothers — they had survived on their own, and though it was a meager existence with no lands or belongings to speak of, Olive now realized it had been perfect. The three mewling pups had been allowed to explore the world at their leisure, to play with abandon, to not worry about politesse and platitudes… and the shrouded mother mourned her inability to provide such a life for her children.

Pack life stifled and confined her children’s natural way of being just as it stifled her own.

On the way to the densite, Olive intercepted her shadowed daughter. She, too, had grown into an adventurous being and though the mother was proud of such traits in her kin, there were larger swathes of time that she was unsupervised. The time for Cass and Aries to continue going about uneducated in the ways of the world was over. These Moonspear wolves were new and unknown; they did not yet harbor the kindness and love that only time could afford. Until two families were able to mesh together, bonded by friendship rather than discomfort and unease, their children would need to learn a thing.

"Cass," the mother cooed upon seeing her dark child, glad to have the family all together without a summoning call. Deciding this was as good of a place as any, Olive motioned to Dakarai [for the first time since acquiring their diligent son from the Hydra] to place Aries amongst the audience. Olive sidled here featherlight frame in front of them and sat tall, puffing her chest out slightly in a gentle authority over the audience of babes. There was a place for Dakarai at her side, if he wished to assume such a role. Then, without giving the children much time to protest, she continued.

”You two getting older. Almost two months now! Soon, you will be weaned..." The very thought of such a thing was dreadful. "....you aren’t babies anymore.” Yes, they were. ”So, it’s time we talked about… the rules.” Then, she quickly tacked on “—of the mountain.” to denote that these were not her rules. Life with their mother would always be one filled with love — and like hell she was going to dull that shine.