Moonspear this is the art of breaking

For @Thistle Cloud <3

There was an energy of ...trepidation within Tev as he moved through the claimed territory of Moonspear. Night had settled upon the earth, shrouding it in it's velveteen darkness. This was the time in which Tev could be found as most active, having become almost a nocturnal creature though this was because of his monochromacy. It was in the cusp of dawn, dusk and into the dark of night in which he could see the best for direct sunlight greatly hindered his visual impairment. Saying goodbye to Scimitar and the family he'd found within the Frostfurs hadn't been easy ...and Scimitar had tried to convince him to join them. For a moment, it had been tempting to Kjalarr but he could not make a promise to return and break his oath; and how could he turn away from the fact that he, even as different as he was, was needed. He still wasn't sure how Floki and Thistle Cloud needed him — and he was weary that he would be welcomed with the same attitude that Charon had initially. Hostility, insults. 

Still, he supposed “surprising” his biological mother was a step towards rekindling who he was and what he'd lost. He could not determine how this reunion would go, though he held no favor either way. There were a million different ways she could take his sudden reappearance, and his name change...and his change. Steps ceased for a moment, paw rising to rub at the itchy wounds left on his muzzle by the bear he'd decided to assault. Dumb luck alone had left Tev alive, by encouraging the bear that he wasn't worth the effort to kill, for the Gods alone knew that it wasn't his own wit (which had been horrendously lacking at that particular moment?) that had gotten him out of the mess.

He had been given a vague direction in which he guessed he could find her but these lands were foreign to him and giving him a vague direction was as good as giving him a map he didn't know how to read. Instead of wandering all over the claimed lands all night long until he decided to drag himself into some crevice big enough to fit him and sleep until dusk he tipped his head back and called for her.