Moonspear ukiyo

The daytime hours were at their longest. Summer had come, and while she missed indulging in the expanses of the long nights, really, the advantages were simply different. One of her favorite loomed, if the roiling clouds and rising humidities were any hint. At least she hoped, and kept an ear turned for distant rumbles and a nose searching for savory petrichor.

Even before the old familiar electricity could spark the air with coming storm, she was feeling far more up to her typical self these days, though--which the dark alpha certainly welcomed, and she considered thanks to the increasing freedoms from the infirmaries of motherhood. Having the litters age up and out into the pack were always the best kinds of  milestone, in her (well-versed) opinion.

When he looked to be wrapped up in it, she had left Charon to entertaining the youngest Ostregas and went to wandering for the upper slopes--past the cover of the woods and out to where the heights climbed considerably. Ame appreciated the times out much like this one, and wondered if she may find any of her older progeny (@Hydra, @Lyra, @Alya, @Vela, and Jarilo all blinked to mind in the next heartbeat) out here too as the skies roiled far on the horizons.