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

Vela couldn't help but be curious when she heard her father's howl announcing that the babies were here. They better not look like her. She didn't want to deal with a Galaxy 2.0. She had been really annoying even though she shouldn't think that of her sister. At least, Jarilo was better when he wasn't stealing her father's attention.

Vela realized that her father wasn't going to have a lot of free time for her now. With that fact known, she already wanted to hate her new siblings. Though she decided to put her differences aside only because she had someone else to focus on, Drogon. She wanted to get to know him better, and it was rather convenient that her father would be too busy with her siblings to pay attention to her and Drogon.

Vela trotted towards the den of her mother. It smelled of blood and other things. The white female scrunched up her nose. Her father didn't seem to be there anymore but his scent was around. Vela glanced at the entrance. "Mother?," she asked. Not sure if her mother was alright. By the smell, she couldn't know for sure. She did hear little whines.