Moonspear seize the night.

Fig never really expected Hydra to come herself. Of course, he never expected anyone of importance to attend him unless he knew them well. His humble mind simply couldn't fathom that he might be important enough to warrant attention. Still, the moment he caught sight of the dark wolf approaching him, he had little doubt that this was in fact the alpha of Moonspear. He was further floored when it became clear that she even remembered him.

Maybe he needed to work on his self-esteem.

Ever composed(ish), Fig smiled as he stood, slipping into a respectful posture while his tail wagged to show his pleasure. "I am," he answered, relaxing a bit as the ice was broken, "Thank you for coming. It's nice to meet you in person, Aunt Hydra." It felt slightly odd to actually call her Aunt Hydra to her face, but she'd started it with the nephew thing.