Moonspear oceans & full moons, deep midnight blue

For the moment, he found himself comfortable--happy to receive his sister's pride, and know that the alphas were content to see his agreement come to be. He hoped to have them know they made a good choice with him, though it would take time, he sensed.. because that was how he did his best work. Knowing patience, but with a sharpness honed from the mountainside and its wolves of his blood.. he did like to think he took well from the teachings of all of those above him, and around, nature and beast alike.

And, perhaps Hydra was right in that their parents would be proud. He was loathe to think of them in too great of detail even still, moons after their leave, let alone imagine them here and now to see the wolf he had become now afterward--the ache too real, too never-ending. But, he had no reason to doubt his sister, or them. They would have liked to see him succeed, he knew. They had wanted great things of him, and all of their blood... so all he could do was agree with a slow nod, and matching sway to his tail. Yeah, he thought. They would be proud.

Then, she moved matters along and raised her voice. His skin prickled with a strange sensation, excitement-like, in its unfamiliar way. When the alphas let their voices take lead, letting the mountainside know of what they had discussed, he tipped back his own voice eventually after them just to say his little piece--and to officially complete the trio of Moonspear's helm once more.

<3 a wrap!