Moonspear Meet the family

If there was at least one thing Dirge thought might alleviate some of the discomfort occurring, it was that Hydra would eventually be showing off her children. Their children. It was easy for him to gloss over it, sometimes too easily done. Unlike him, a weak smile crossed his features briefly. This must have been what drowning felt like, he thought, this uncomfortable sensation akin to sinking in the vastness of all and nothing. To be under and overwhelmed suddenly, never quite striking a balance between the two like waves on the open sea. But the moment would pass, as it always did, and in due time he would get to set his head straight.

"Thank you," he said softly. "I admit I was surprised that Alya settled, especially away from the pack. But I know you both being here will be a comfort to Hydra. We had talked about going east to see you when we were able." Hydra had missed her sister, so it was easy for him to focus on that rather than the strewn bouts of organized chaos going on in his thoughts.