Moonspear a year past

lil cameo howl o:

She had gone to lurk higher on the mountain and hunt a bit, mainly in pursuit of a thoughtful solitude as well—that she would find, soon, but her ears twitched when her mate's voice rose up into the winds. Although she knew, expected, and well understood the subject matter of his message, she paused to listen. The real confirmation of it felt good, and truthfully, quite satisfying; Hydra now stood as their beta and without an ounce of doubt in her heart, she was proud.

It was a role few had filled to her. First Jace, then Flóki, and eventually both had gone from her life. A scarce handful of others had entered consideration for the second-spot, yet in the end, none had come to fit nearly as neatly as one of their own daughters—and the fiercest one at that who had proven time and time again that she functioned strongly with  the good of Moonspear, and the family, in the forefront of her mind.

Amekaze tilted back her muzzle and rose her own voice to the cause, singing proudly and happily at that. Very much so, it was good news, and she would have it no other way.