Ouroboros Spine I've Sought the Horizon

Heph took the deer- fat and dried fish with thanks for it would strengthen their caches when so many of their hunters would go to the hunt. And in passing she mentioned her discussion with Senmut, and his offer of a political alliance strengthened by marraige. There was doubt in her voice when she mentioned this for she was not sure any of the Moon villages would wish to give up their sons or daughters in matches that did not have love but she passed it on anyways, there had been many wolves from Akashingo and Muat-riya at the coronation so perhaps if a gathering was arranged an attraction would spark that would suit both parties.

When Kukutux  spoke in a low teasing tone Heph laughed, warm a shake of her head. "I hope so. Brecheliant, Sunmote Copse, Hearthwood, Raventhorpe, Sapphique, Moonspear, and Moonsong have all been invited, I don't think Sweetharbor will come, but after all that perhaps enough to gift someone special as well." Her voice twisted around the one offer declined, death was not often a happy occasion and she wished that she had been able to stay and offer more than her condolences upon the island. But there was a delighted conspiratorial intonation at the thought of what she might bring with her if she tied to Phox.

"Phox came to Moontide to aid us when he heard of her death, and then again to stay with us for the winter." Though her words may have seemed cold, mentioning only the broadest movements of the other wolf, what he had done for her pack, there was a warmth to the pitched down candor of her voice that betrayed her. A wolf who had come to aid virtual strangers simply after hearing of the passing of their alpha, expecting nothing in return. That he had returned. A kindness about him. A smile. A steady heart. Her own beat a bit faster.