Moonspear our love belongs to the earth, our hearts to the stars

Now, able to refocus, the tension in her was changing and shifting downward away from the rush of their very first seconds. Slowly, she was settling down into observing them take in the rest now that she had them situated almost nicely. With a slow, practiced motion, she groomed over their tiny shapes (and herself) until she could be content enough to simply curl in tight around them. Her back was to the den's exit and tired eyes on them all the while. Amekaze was only left to wonder who they may become, and begin to think of them as now finally separate from her for the first time since the blood moon had come.

In time, just like twice before, she would adjust and they would grow no doubt mighty as the sons and daughters of this spire's lead—as the further security of their blood. There did remain that trepidation about the smallest palest pair, and after last year with everything since spiking her standards higher, she was not feeling very generous towards the weak when she had four healthy, solid others who were not rankling that instinctive uneasiness in her.. But, this could come to pass after their sire had seen them all at least once. She would give them a moment to settle in and prove her otherwise in the meantime because she did not have the energy to do more than this right here.

The alpha moved gingerly to scoot them all closer still, then set her head down to try to doze with an ear ever-canted towards the outside's darkness.