Moonspear good news

Antares listened--a narrowed, unreadable stare. So was the intent in the young Ostrega's heart. Maybe his buoying interest did show anyway as he looked his brother over, sparing glances for their mother too.

It seemed to him that in the grand scheme, little would actually change. They could stake their claim officially now, and protect accordingly. Osiris as a leader was one he could follow conceptually, though he suddenly wondered how long he had been specifically chosen for such. After all, his agouti brother would need them there to push him to be his best--for Moonspear, and its new extension, Firefly Glen. Antares saw no issues so far overall, however, and he was keen to stay beside his brothers in a great manner of things. By his gut, he guessed Atlas might take an interest. Maybe Vega too. Then, he pulled a sidelong glance Bronco's way, lingering extra there on the Blackthorn.

Antares had no questions beyond who else would come, but time would be the only true tell of that. He wondered if this whole shortlist here would be willing and since there was no urgency suggested of him from his family, he kept to his quiet and listened what others would voice now. Atlas' answer sounded a bit grave on delivery, and answered that sooner than he anticipated. Antares wasn't giving away himself yet, not besides a short nod then. He would let it set in fully before making any official proclamations of his own, of course.