Moonspear for my father to come and find me like he said

sunning lazily on the lip of a protrusion of gneiss, it occurred to arcturus that he had not seen @Moriko lately. it was largely his fault — he spent most of his time now watching hydra’s little dragon cubs, a hawk eye in the stony summits always tracking their every move.

for the present, the cubs were dozing — in a leonine maneuver arcturus slipped from the rocks and made his way downward. here he hoped he might come across moriko, and perhaps engage in a hunt less dangerous than their last one had been.

Moriko was definately nearby, but if you didn't know of her, you probably wouldn't realize her. She was slinking around, almost like a shadow as she sniffed. She was exploring, in her own little way, she looked ominious, like a spirit, due to her scruffy nature and the way she manuvered herself. She had smelt something of interest and began to dig in the spot before she heard small rocks slipping.

"????"

She slinked on over, ready to confront something or someone, but instead she noticed a familiar face.Suddenly her tail flicked up, wagging happily.

"Oh! You bummin around here too?" She teased in a friendly manner