Moonspear ride like a maniac into the light

Hydra was awake, tongue dragging against the back of one of her fussing cubs. The issue was soon resolved, and as her eyes scanned the small bodies of her children she heard the approach of another. Another step she knew; Hydra's ear twitched as she deliberated between turning her daughter away, and letting her see the children. Thinking it too soon for that, Hydra determined she could stretch out her legs some and get a drink with her firstborn daughter at the lazy stream nearby. 

Emerging from the den while her cubs slept, Hydra saw @Lyra nearby; a flick of her ear brought her closer, and seeing the reason for it her sister slid into the whelping den. Looking to Vega, Hydra marveled at how she had grown. Always, the matriarch hummed, moving to nip at her daughters whiskers in her typical brand of maternal affection. None too gentle, but loving nevertheless.