Moonspear meet the family

Maybe if she hadn't had the cognizance of a yearling, Galaxy wouldn't have thought much of Ran's absence, nor particularly cared. Though her surroundings were new, life itself was old hat to the youngster, so she had the presence of mind to inquire, "Wan?" It was kind of bothersome, being unable to pronounce words correctly or verbalize much yet. The knowledge was there, it was just a matter of getting her dumb lips and tongue to cooperate. She was working on it.

The pup's attention—the span was still short, despite her mental acuity—flicked to her dad when he spoke to her mom. "Gan'sta?" she repeated, head cocking again. Her tail waved slowly, amused by this word, which was familiar. "Yike cho-yo?" little Galaxy inquired, using the term ("cholo") her brothers had often thrown around down in the Mexican desert.