Moonspear dancing in the moonlight

Times were a little odd lately, he noticed. They changed, returned, and shifted just a bit. Either way? He was at the mercy of these greater powers, simply along for the ride--and sometimes, that wore him out, so he had been sleeping by the den in a shady spot until he heard someone coming closer. He popped up his head and looked around, not finding Vela or Galaxy immediately but instead, one of his older sisters had come by. They usually meant good things--interesting things--so he readily  chirruped a greeting at her and started whipping his tail before the rest of himself untangled to go at her, all long legs and freshly-awoken puppy enthusiasm.