Moonspear You made me fall from Heaven

Moonspear's hospitality was unfamiliar, but not unwelcome. She was actively learning to accept it.

Watching Ignace as he approached Alaric to jump and latch to his fur, her head reared back momentarily before leaning to pull him to her when Treepie nudged the boy away. Terbiyesini takınmak. She scolded in a lowered voice, dragging a tongue across the top of her son's head.

You're always welcome to watch them, so long as you want to. She responded to Treepie's offer. It would be good for them to socialize with other's.

Both boys beginning to settle down, her gaze turned to them momentarily before looking back up to the Moonspear wolves. But thank you both. Really.