Moonspear everyone's a whore, grace

She is surprised to hear his reason behind his being here; she assumes he knows that Vela is not present based off of the absence of her scent alone. I would have you, she drawled, so long as you are willing to protect its inhabitants with your life, and fight with us. And should the Winter pass, and you move on—I would wish for you to tell me, at least, first. It was her respect for him that allowed him this room; she knew him well enough to not imagine he might be a permanent fixture here... but with all the young faces present, it was good to imagine seeing an old friend among the peaks. 

Moonspear has gained newer enemies, Wintersbane. I speak of fighting because the time to do so might come sooner rather than later. At the very least, she hummed, your time here should not be terribly boring. She grinned; Hydra did not think he of all wolves would mind this.