Moonspear Heat

For a wolf who had been laying relatively low, and even before that, flying with so few beside her.. this was quite a gathering she had been called to attend. Naturally, her place was neatly beside her brother and Praimfaya and accordingly, the yearling was at attention to her new leaders. It was the dark Hydra had commanded the scene primarily, though.. now and then, Opalia was sure to glance to her agouti mate most importantly, and maybe a few other faces in-between.

She probably understood as well as she could without having experienced it all directly herself and nodded along. Drageda had educated their young.. or rather, a healer for a mother (with an older sister ahead of her) really gave her the important foundations early, but these were faraway memories, ones that the pale Roankru had not thought to bring up until Hydra brought the notion to the forefront. Still.. even if she were of a proper age for it yet, no part of her current lifestyle even left her in any place to consider such. Neither did she want it to be, either. From the sounds of all this, she was better off not involving herself if she did not have to--and that was that.