Moonspear filling me with wonder for all that is

✴       Although it was Arcturus that resembled a shadow most obviously, it was Revui who was as silent and as dreary as death or something equally nefarious; he followed after his brother easily with the aid of his powerful strides and at times competed with him for the lead. It was natural, at least for the silver boy, to push limits and try to be in control even if it was just a game to pass the time.

Together they roamed. When they came upon a set of boulders and the thick shag carpet of dried grass, one brother stopped. The other did not—not at first. There was a scent in the air that made him curious and he was an impatient person, not likely to stop and examine things the way his brother did. Revui ploughed ahead a few feet and then stopped and chuffed over his shoulder, eager to keep moving.