Moonspear And forward and into the fray

Vela shrugged. It wasn't really a yes or no answer. 'I've seen them, sort of. The den is dark and they don't do much instead of being small but father wants me to protect them." It was a simple task, or so, Vela felt that it was. The borders were far more exciting. The speckled female turned her head when the white male was so honest in his answers. She probably wouldn't have told the others about her nightmares if she had them.

"Oh. Nightmares can be quite bothersome," she agreed with a minimal nod. "Did something ever happen to you in the water?," she asked curiously. She didn't even think that this might spark some bad memories with the male. She was just curious as to why he would have nightmares about water. Normally water was rather essential to life, at least in Vela's mind. She rather saw water as something she needed, not dangerous.