Moonspear our love belongs to the earth, our hearts to the stars

She dipped her snout for an appreciative nod although Vela was likely not to see it. With that said, and now hearing the speckled daughter relaying the message to her brother, the dark alpha then settled in comfortably beneath the faith that her near-yearlings could maintain the watch she needed; she had helped teach them how to, after all. With them, their older sisters, and their father all at her call to keep her undisturbed and safe, she had far more than ever before--and such, few reasons to be concerns, from the outside world at least. Which was precisely as it needed to be and almost, she could relax far more finally.

Eventually Charon returned, earning a few slow beats of her tail as she made for the squirrel he brought. While she let him handle any matters outside the den now that he was back, she set to short work of the meal's juiciest bits. Once done, she re-situated when she was satisfied and made sure the newborns seemed comfortable enough afterward. Soon content with that, and this, she swiped her tongue over her lips and curled tightly around the brood before she settled her head down too--determined to rest properly now that all was going well enough.