Blackfoot Forest lance of the falling moon

fading here <3

garait tensed as venextos paced away, trepidation gripping his heart. if his brother did not return, garait would tend himself, but as he watched the pale wolf draw in the sight of the jagged mountains, garait begged golak to protect venextos. he had lost much already — the attalus alone was his singular companion in the world.
garait kept his eyes upon the other until venextox was gone from view and he could stay awake no longer.