First Light

Sparrow really wasn't in the mood to be playing babysitter, but she also wasn't in the mood to have the pack's pups wandering off and vanishing like Storm's pups. Good thing Rhea seemed to be in an adventurous mood. Sparrow had every intention of going and dragging the girl back to her den and telling them of the phantom pups that went missing when they wandered around unaccompanied and now seek to lure the living pups away from their families forever.

Aaaand of course there was a call at the border now.

And of course the pup was heading to it.

As Rhea crept forward in her little greeting, Sparrow sped up, aiming to slam a paw pointedly right in front of her tiny puppy nose, a low warning growl in her chest.

"We don't approach strangers, Rhea. Haven't your parents taught you that?" The question was meant to be an 'of course they have' statement, but given who her parents were, Sparrow wasn't really sure they had ever had that talk.

With the pup secured, Sparrow looked up to see who called. Her eyes rested on a yearling with a simplistic yet pretty coat. Behind her there was an older woman.

Wait.

Sparrow knew that woman.

"Aunt Harmony?" she nearly stammered. The shock was evident on her face. Her eyes bounced between Harmony and the yearling. It was the eyes that tipped Sparrow off, but she still wasn't entirely sure.

"Is this your...?"

Tears stung at her eyes, but she held them back. She wasn't sure what to feel. She wasn't even sure she wanted to feel. Sparrow stood there, dumbfounded, waiting for confirmation. She wasn't dreaming, was she?