Moonspear the harvest

Alya was wary of disturbing her sister in law, but the new mother seemed quite unphased by her looming presence in the den. Still, she refrained from coming much further in as she settled down, tail still wagging outside while her body nearly plugged the entrance.

"Hi, Savi," she cooed at the darker child, having already picked a favorite. She gave his soft, puppy fur a few tender prods with her nose before instinct took over, and she was trying to eat groom him. He tasted just as good as Hydra's children, and she found herself instantly attached to both of them, and to Kukutux as well.

"Family is the most important thing," she agreed, lying flat with her nose pointed toward Kukutux to see what Saviguk might do with her face. Her tail was still beating a happy tempo on the ground outside the den. "The only thing, really." But then she realized that Kukutux must have a family outside of Moonspear, and she felt a little silly for what her words must imply. "Where do you come from?" she asked, unable to help her curiosity. "Do their names mean anything? Does yours?"