Moonspear but i'm telling you, and i hope i am heard

arcturus waited besides the trail as hydra inspected the scat. when she moved over, he took from it what clues he could: the scat was rounded, small -- pellet-like, and not so different from hare. only, the scent was different and the forms larger -- "goat." he announced, knowing hydra would have already figured it out herself.

he looked around them, curious -- mountain goats had good vision, and were clever. if there was one here, it like was aware of their presence. he moved to a shadowed overhang of pine and nosed along the snow -- there was no scent here, save crisp water and pine needles.