Moonspear by night was a pale green

Sialuk details. This was no average land he'd stumbled across. Sister to Moonglow and Moontide and Saltshore; presumably an extended family of alliances, if he had to guess. Hunters. Healers. Children. Lots of co-parenting — shared children? Multiple parents? Perhaps that was why she referred to it as a village, if everyone did everything.
He listens, intently; bicolored eyes searching hers, the occasional nod given to ensure she knew he heard everything from her mouth. And then, the age old question: did he want to live here?
And to that, he pauses. He thinks of Rannoch and Liffey, his siblings; the ones he, still, somehow felt obligated to return to, a tugging in his chest.
But.
Was a different life not why he'd come here?
Are you offering? his head quirks. I wouldn't say no. Do you think you have room for, um, one paw ghosts over the front of his bony chest. this?