Moonspear i’m through with bibles, and i’m through with food

the boy -- now a child no longer -- wore his pride well. arcturus halted as he came upon dragomir, the warmth of his sunny gaze inspecting the young delta. how fulfillment and dignity emanated from him, like the pleasing rays of sunshine -- it was distinctive, and almost palpable.

he fanned his tail in casual greeting. "i was looking for you and your sister. to congratulate you." arcturus peered past the delta, to the slopes he had just been commandeering. "you are quite different from the wolf that i first met. i think you are ready to join me -- on a real hunt."