Silverlight Terrace a lifetime i was alone, so many years without my home

the colossal wreck had brought more than trees to their death; somewhere, located in the silvery embrace of tussocks, a wolf huddled. 


arcturus’ gaze fell upon the cowered animal; at first he believed basil to be piper, and grimaced. it was bad enough a landslide had just happened — now he had to deal with the rake of piper’s sharp tongue as well? realizing at length it was not his old adversary (with some sigh of relief) the moonspearian drew alongside the stranger and regarded him warily. you alright?