Sunbeam Lair His heart was hollow, his face in pain

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There again upon the breeze: he'd smelt it. Wild pig, a tart and fleshy scent that had danced upwind for just the briefest moment before being lost. Noctura had mentioned it to Asterr, of course, a practical utterance among the other words they said to each other day by day, and he moved now to alert Jolon. If there was indeed such large prey in the area then this was big news indeed, but it had been but a whiff... he'd noticed no hoofprints or anything of that nature. It was but a wretched hint: but it would do.

Noctura sought his brother, and found him prowling back and forth and then simply sitting helplessly beneath the heavens. Jolon seemed sad and lost, and, once again, Noc couldn't relate to the silver tears in the other male's eyes. He had always been curious about (and slightly impressed by) the emotions that jumped so readily to Jolon. Good evening, brother, he said, deep voice quiet so not to startle him out of his private moment.