Moonspear Searching

two wolves eventually answered their call. first, a young burly grey male, his eyes a twinkling blue, who was on at least familiar terms with dawn--aditya wondered briefly where and when they had met, and (with a twinge of jealousy in his stomach that was quite unlike him) what kind of friends they were.

then another, a sleek dark woman, slinking up to them as if she were a shadow in the night. both seemed wary, but not hostile, and aditya relaxed a little, giving them a small smile in greeting. they had an audience, finally, with the wolves of moonspear.

both dawn and pema spoke, but aditya remained silent, taking it all in. his presence there was enough; he had nothing pertinent to add to the conversation. he would listen, and learn. observe, and remember.