Moonspear The truth of the matter

Her ears were pressed forward, careful in their curious neutrality. She was quite a petite wolf up close -- which Amekaze hadn't realized in full. Knowing her sons.. well, she would have guessed otherwise. But the dark alpha nodded. "I am." She was watchful, for this was the first mindful test of the water's edge. Amekaze knew Charon had not made the transition for her quite as easily as he could have, but maybe time had passed to ease it. Nothing else about it had ever come to her attention, so she'd assumed that to be the case or that it had dissolved largely into a family matter..

"And you are Thistle Cloud," she provided with a soft nod. It was a little less of a question than hers had been. She was fairly recognizable, by scent and sight alone. She was just distinct enough in both of them, down to the subtle reminder of herbs about her and the stocking on her paw. Plus, having Charon brief her on her on a few occasions made it even easier.