Moonspear come away, o wolf child!

he drew to a stop, turning aside to the golden-hued gladiator; his eyes curious yet soft. a command issued from llewellyn's lips, forbidding him from crossing the darkly ringed entryway; arcturus flashed the strange arrangement a silent, cursory glance, yet dipped his head in understanding.

for the boy, young as they came, was no truant -- he strove for obeisance above all, and upheld the law of his kin as unassailable. llewellyn, no different from the rest of his family and openly accepted, could command the dark cub as he pleased -- and without any further attention given to the faerie circle, arcturus too quit the scene.