Moonspear man aint built any jail, lord he can keep me in

hey, no one said he was einstein.

arcturus kept down the winding path, his common sense forgotten by his urgency. his mom was here, his nose told him -- so why couldn't he find her?

his pace became quicker by the stride, to the point that he was making a lot of noise himself. stones and little pebbles clattered in his wake, and he was so loud in his passing that he did not hear the light tread of his mother following him like a menacing shadow.

a few times, arcturus paused and lifted his nose to the air in a deep inhale. her scent was all around him.. but never once, did arcturus think to turn around and look behind him..