we have a hope we must defend

Morganna was about to lose interest in her stalking and straight up ask the birds what they wanted, but before she could a familiar voice broke the silence. While she didn't know the words he spoke, she knew that voice and her tail waved at her back in greeting. Her ma had let them spend some time with this guy, one of their dads? in the boneyard and she bounded happily across the distance to grab his ear in greeting, none of his uncertainty returned. "What're you doin' out here oyaji?" Her tone was exceptionally warm around her grip on his ear, like the viking's presence was her favourite surprise of the day. She relinquished her hold only to insistently nip at the corners of his mouth and tug at the fur on his cheeks, her feet refusing to hold their place on the ground. She could hear her birds chortling in the background but paid them little mind, the big black wolf seemed to have mischief for her to get into and the mention of exploring was all the incentive she needed.

Swinging the back end of her body around to stand alongside the larger wolf's, she swung her head one way, and then the other. The dense leaf litter on the ground crunched noisily under her feet as she stomped this way and that, wondering what way they might be going, her tail thump-thumped against his ribs. There was something about the quiet way he spoke that made her think maybe she should try to be a bit sneakier, in case she scared the surprise right off. "Which way?" she whispered back excitedly, unable to contain the giggle that followed. Adventuring was more fun with company, and she couldn't wait to rub it in her brother's faces that she managed to find a dad out here without them, even better if she had a cool story to tack onto the end of it!