Moonspear right in front of my salad?

sure thang!

"If you are sure.." she smirked, giving her a last chance for an out should she reconsider before she eased into a quick sit. Pending no further objections, from there, she could detail tales of a prized princesses disappearing, lured by some foul intent of the worst kind to the darkest of fogs that swirled unlike the other, then on towards more where the mists were where spirits loitered, as the shrouded, moist air was thought to be gateway to the realms of spirits...

She would humor the questions, should there be any, and conclude her stories with a disclaimer that it was not all bad and dour like that--that her, and her father and sisters, would help keep the mountain safe as far as they were able to, but, they could not control everything always of course. If anyone knew that well, it would be Galaxy. These were just myths, old stories meant to spook puppies; Ame mentioned it, and when the time was right, they moved on back towards the rest of the family..