Moonspear with every broken bone, i swear i lived.

Vela looked up as she heard a wail echoing. A frown turned on her face. What kind of animal made that sound? The speckled woman decided to investigate. Only when she came closer she realized that it was the scent of her younger siblings. Vela was not that close with them. She mostly watched the den when they were younger or sat with their mother while the children were playing but she hadn't really bonded that much with them. She didn't feel much for their babbling she didn't understand.

Vela realized as she peeked inside the alcove that they were much older already than she thought. Her blue eyes fell on her younger sister. "What did you do?," she sighed while looking down at the pup. It sounded a bit judgemental. She noticed the quills sticking out of her rump. Why would these children always get themselves in trouble? Her sister was much like them, and see where she was now, right, dead. "Okay, I see. So. You want me to call mom and dad so they can see what you did? Or do you want me to take them out so you have at least a bit of dignity?," she questioned.