Moonspear these are the lessons in love

He mirrors Hydra's warm liking as best he can. Someday soon he will be able to stand beside her, shoulder to shoulder, and nip her as she does her young. Gosh, he can't wait to be big.

The Alpha begins her pedagogy posthaste, revealing the slain beasts to be none other than a fox and a coyote. Atlas has reaped enough information in skimming their bodies to know that they are other and should not be trusted. Why else would she kill them? Nevertheless, he harkens to her words. His ears remain fixed upon their mentor while his sight never deviates from the carcasses.

He, too, is filled with a desire to tear into them. Notably, after Hydra exposes the coyote's fangs. But alas, business before pleasure.

When will we be old enough to kill them? he pipes up as he looks to Hydra.