Moonspear as the sun spirals its longest dance, cleanse us

Judas watched them buzz by, blinking here and there. He could imagine them way up in the sky, or he could imagine the ground being pure black like the night sky. He rathered the first option more. "Yes. It's almost as if the night sky has me with the Earth...Except it isn't night...And stars don't move." His nose wrinkled as one flew right over it, it's buzzing wings making contact. 

Judas agreed on that. The greenery had recovered after the locust swarm came through. A lucky break for all the wolves around. Those that still lived. "I heard there was a hunt" he said, flipping the subject. "I'm going around to see if anyoe needs attention." Even though he wasn't officially medic, nor had much medical knowledge, he could always hope Pyx was near. Or try it himself.