Moonspear here to help you kill all of the hurt that you’ve been harboring

arcturus had seen slavik roll in the snow; an unusual tactic for one departing soon on a meat-run, but his curiosity was piqued and after weighing the possibility of being alone with his depressing thoughts vs hunting and thinking of nothing but killing, arcturus naturally opted for the latter.

he couldn't help that his mind kept returning to revui - but he could do his best to keep his mind occupied.

falling in step behind the glimmering pelt of moonspear's sunniest subordinate, arcturus nosed the hoofprints left by the deer, waiting for slavik's move or instruction.