Moonspear Snack Pack

She's very cute ;o;

“Was your mother like that?”
 
The question tumbled from his lips before he could stop it. The dark young wolf might have looked surprised at himself, were it not for the stern creasing of his brow and the thoughtful line that his lips made. Atlas had only ever had experience with Hydra; he had not known the methods and teachings of other mothers. This was nothing to be saddened by, of course. He had simply found a curious tickling in his mind to know what it was like to be raised under the guardianship of one who was not quite so fierce.
 
Surely, the bubbly girl Moriko must have had a warm mother. Atlas did not imagine that someone as kind and pleasant could come from much else.