Moonspear in the land of not quite day

ooh!!

In the moments that let dawntime stretch on around him, he made his way on down past his familiar landmarks, then to their outer edges. He stopped once already to refresh something when he was low on the elevations, but it hardly needed it. Signs of traffic was everywhere he looked, and it easily inspired him to contribute where he may as well while he was here. Moonspear didn't leave much room for doubt these days, anyway.

Just when he thought he was keying into something out of place, he started to notice Hydra and volleyed back her chuff with one to match--glad to see her, and always happy to have her company--even at work like this. Maybe especially so, and his tail wagged to say though he kept his respectful hello sharp and brief, suspicious, like he ought to be when they did in fact have a visitor closer than he honestly liked to realize.

Stranger, he called as he started to jog on over towards her, deciding that he felt forward today (Hydra's nip probably helped spearhead this, too), and like driving right for the point. They had seen a lot of trespassing lately so as a guardian of their sanctity, he wasn't going to default to being all that delicate--not that he was the most prickly of Ostregas to worry about, though. Why are you here? he asked with a curious squint aimed her way, approaching confidently with his ears up and tail swung up a notch too.. yet nowhere near above his back, for he reserved that for his sister to say. For now, he was just here to intercept before she could delve any deeper, and unless she determined otherwise, the interrogator.