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

arcturus' smile was unending -- this kind of banter was good for him. it broke his usually stern decorum, and maybe, just maybe, moriko was teaching him to take himself a little less seriously (never a bad thing).

he was quickly pushed aside, and though the gesture was gentle, arcturus wanted to see what happened next. this woman's hunting strategies were so creative -- so different -- would this strategy work?

he needn't wonder for long. in the dark hole, a slim nose appeared -- only to be rudely met by the uncompromising face of a rock. arcturus winced, almost feeling sorry for the fox.. but then he remembered hydra and her kits, and all semblance of empathy disappeared.

glancing on moriko with an approving look, arcturus' tail swayed as he spoke. "well, that's a first, seeing a fox stoned to death. she would have picked me, anyway."