Moonspear a year past

It didn't take much waiting before Hydra appeared, looking dutiful though happy. Charon's tail waved a few beats and when she reached him he nosed her cheek in a father's affectionate gesture. As she approached he realised how much she'd grown and he almost felt old greeting his adult daughter and knowing that she had once been so small.

After greetings were exchanged Charon got to business quickly. "Hydra," he said, assuming that he actually had Hydra in front of him; he knew they could play pranks still, especially Alya, but it'd gotten easier with time to separate the children and if he would call for one of them specifically, they'd head that call. "You and your sisters are a year old now. Out of the four of you, you're the most strong and mature one, and I want you to take a place in the pack as me and your mother's Beta." He looked at her face, gauging her reaction, though Charon expected no less than acceptance.