Moonspear everywhere i go, i feel you there

arcturus cast his rage into every blow; he beat the puddle with profound force, clawing and snapping at it until it resembled a puddle no longer, but a pit. his fur was splattered, his energy spent -- and after giving the puddle a small growl (as if to say that's right, you run away) arcturus rose from the indentation his angered grief had caused, and moved towards dry land dripping mud as he went.

his fractured gaze, sullen and grief-stricken, focused on gannet -- who had, at some point, arrived in the proximity without arcturus' detection. entirely encased in mud and in no mood to play, arcturus simply glumly slumped in front of the pale omega, not even his tail moving.