Moonspear seal team sixty-nine sexecuting the hit

gonna post just to keep things moving. . .feel free to hop in whenever, Thalia!

The woman that came to greet them was impressive, no doubt. A fucking hell of a gal. She reminded him of his old Heda in many ways; the similarities didn't end at her size and color. He gave her the proper show of submission. It wasn't hard. She was one of the few of her sex that matched his height.

Another inky wolf lingered above, a young man, and his eyes had just drifted up to look at the newcomer when Dragomir piped up. Vercingetorix didn't really care much about proper etiquette, so the question seemed well-timed. He smiled, tail swishing behind him, and focused his attention on Hydra Ostrega.

Vercingetorix, he said simply, not bothering to add a surname or pack. He had neither now, really. These are my children, Dragomir and Isilmë, and nodded to each of them in turn. We are looking for Moonspear -- their mom, Aurëwen, was supposed to stay a short time there before heading back to our pack. She looks a lot like Isi, but obviously older, and with way more scars.

The wry curve of his mouth was tinged with apparent worry. Do you have any answers for us? Verx asked, more than ever a man pleading on his knees as he searched for his children's mother.