Moonspear forty winks

‘Hey!’
 
A voice pulled the shade’s ears back on his head and he turned quickly to latch his sights on the familiar figure of the young girl who had assisted them with their hunt. She reared back and not only offered him a wave of her paws, but a wonderfully overzealous wink. The young Ostrega could not help the smile that curled his dark lips or the waver in his tail. It would never fail to surprise him to see wolves like Meerkat in the ranks of his mother’s pack. Hydra was not a woman to trifle with, but it did not seem to sway those who were warm of spirit and walked to their own beat. He thought for a moment of Moriko.
 
“Hey yourself,” Atlas returned, swinging himself around so that he could help close the space between them. She did not seem to be accompanied by the golden-cloaked Bronco. The shadow had wondered if they were something of a pair or if their relationship with each other was more familial. He could tell that she was young, so he did not imagine they shared any romantic feelings for each other. They did seem close, though.
 
“What are you up to?”