Moonspear so you bring the battle home

She had intended earlier that day to head outside Moonspear's territory in a half-hearted attempt at finding some herbs. She had become better at identifying ones that were useful and ones that would do more harm than good, but the trip was less of a simple search for plants and more of an assessment. Hydra and the other guardians of the pack were doing enough to keep Moonspear's borders safe, and Alya kept an eye out for the Blackfeather wolf on her scouting trips. Lyra, however, wanted to help while there was currently no-one she had to tend to. She was fleet-footed and stealthy but she was not a fighter and would be severely disadvantaged if she were to be found out or caught.

The girl had just made it outside the heavily-marked borders before a familiar-sounding call drew her attention back towards the territory. She paused and turned, almost guiltily so. Terance stood as handsome as ever and she gave him a coy smile, not unlike a teenager caught sneaking out late at night. She had no reason to be so sheepish, but the girl rarely left the territory and with the pale-coated murderer still at large, she knew her safety out there was a gamble. Perhaps she could convince the much stronger male to accompany her. Unbeknownst to the girl, there were two males nearby she could employ. Her gaze, however, remained upon the darker boy, and she stepped forward with a gentle wave of her tail, "oh, hi Terance!"