Moonspear [m] In riches

She murmured something sweetly into her ear. Mitilluk. A term whose meaning she did not understand, in this language. Yet she knew it to be meaningful. Endearing. Held comfortably in the warmth of her embrace, Elentari appreciated Sialuk's simple presence.

Then Argent. Coming to her call, poking his head in with a questioning sound. She pulled herself from Sialuk, her own scent still thick on her dark fur. "We are together, in this time. As before." She stepped outside, into the calm air. Winding her onyx form around him. "I desire a family. With her...with us, all equal." Sialuk's simple presence here should be plenty proof enough of her willingness.

But before she could proceed further, she had to know if Argent's desires aligned with their own.