Moonspear a golden crown

He came, wasting no time as ever. Her children reviewed him, wary at first, before Atlas led the charge with a holler that made her heart swell. A rare flash of pride could be seen within her eyes as she looked back to Dirge, pleased with what they had made... what now, she felt was safe for him to be a witness with his own eyes. Her maternal instinct forced caution to be at the forefront of her priority list, and Hydra rose to assist her children with a fiendish grin, closing the distance between them swiftly and moving to nip playfully at the ankle furthest from Atlas and Antares. @Osiris and @Vega dove after her, encouraged by her own involvement—that was the extent of her participation, for now, and she withdrew to circle loosely around them to observe. 

She gestured to each cub and introduced them to him, Atlas, Antares, Vega, and Osiris, Hydra informed softly enough to not interrupt their game but for him to hear. Her own tail waved in the perfect mimicry of her husbands, and her head lifted a measure as she peered at the life they had created. Strong, curious—more than what they were but only a few weeks ago.