Moonspear heavy-weight

Speedy tried to explain, and his mother grew agitated, but it wasn't until Charon arrived that Revui finally started to stir. He heard the clipped, to-the-point explanation given by his mother and his ears shifted, slicking back. He shuddered as he got to his feet and as soon as he was up, thought he saw the trees swish and pivot in a great wave; he was dizzy and it wasn't getting any better the longer he lingered here. They wanted him to go deeper in to the territory? He would try. The boy was tired and hurt but he would do as he was told.

His father's rage was strong, it seemed to radiate out from him and bring life back to Revui in the manner of a hearth set aflame; he basked in his rage, wanted to mirror it and go charging back down the hillside towards the woman and her damned forest — raze the whole place, leave it smouldering. Instead he sagged against the dirt, filled with frustration and indecision.

Lewellyn found her first, he slurred slowly, trying to explain the hunting party that had found the Blackfeather wolf prior. She escaped, I followed. Found her with Speedy — tried to... To take her on myself. It was the most he'd ever spoken, and it wasn't entirely true. As soon as his voice died out he breathed a body-quaking sigh and stared at the dirt, unable to look at his parents or the medic he had harmed.