Moonspear the night's watch

Although her brother's injuries worried her, she still felt the pride run in her blood, too. Praimfaya was back with them, successfully, and Dacio had protected the life of the alpha's son, who now hopefully could mend wholly. She continued to train her own self, and further hone her condition and spirits all the while. Helped by no shortage of somethings to be busy with, at least these were times she didn't feel like she faced alone.. despite any uncertainties to come if she bothered to look for them. Even so, on the whole, this was the most stable her life had been in quite some time--save for one wounded brother who needed to hurry up and get back on the proper mend. But, she tried not to dwell on him constantly.

The pale yearling tipped back her muzzle and howled out her voice, happy to join in among the pack in these proclamations of strength and good times.