Moonspear for sale. rock. never peed on.

Just here for observation but probably more bc of who I am as a person!!!

 

Too far was not far at all, yet, as they were still limited as to who they could see and where they could go until she moved them to the rendezvous; soon, was it not? That time was coming, she sensed... things would change within a few short weeks... long for her curious, inquisitive cubs, though. @Lyra and @Alya ever circled the permiter, as protective as she herself was. Atlas was near enough for her to see, still, and she snorts at his clumsyness from afar. Was that normal? Her mother was not here to ask, and Hydra desired nothing short of perfection from her brood. 

She would cultivate it. It would come. 

You must always look where you are going, son, she advises from afar. Not simply with your eyes, but your ears, your nose. There are things on this earth stronger than you, young and fresh as you are—hungrier, too. The rock is a part of nature, but nature can be cruel, too. You must be more observant. The whelping den was perhaps the softest, safest place Moonspear harbored—she had made sure of that much. But her mind was ever sharp in her selection; she had wanted some measure of obstacles to be faced here, to entertain and teach them both.