Moonspear gotta get a grip

Her ears splayed again at Hydra's instant retort, though there was no malice in her sister's tone as she embellished. Although Vela currently held a higher rank, it didn't always have to be that way, per Hydra's explanation. And just because she was more dominant didn't give her the right to berate Galaxy. The youngster absorbed these words, nodding slowly, though she grew still at the yearling's unprecedented proposition. The sound of rain filled the space around them.

"I want to be nice," the pup replied, "and strong. But..." She didn't want to fight Vela. She didn't want to fight anybody. It wasn't in her nature. Neither was disappointing her elders, so it was difficult to admit, "I don't—I can't be a warrior, can I? Because warriors are fighters, right?" Galaxy's eyes grew wide. "I'm not a fighter, I don't think," she explained quietly.