Moonspear i pledge to thee'

o: thank you for the kudos!

moonspear will last for a long time. gods, he hoped so.

unknown to both of them, a similar fear had settled in arcturus' heart. the spear had not always been so prosperous. there was a time -- a long time -- when the spear was bepopulated only by ostregas, and on the cusp of dissolution.

somehow their fortunes had changed. how, he did not know -- but he knew that winter had come and gone from the mountain metaphorically, and now, they were in the summer of their life. he hoped it would be a long summer, too.

back to the fox: arcturus dipped his head in agreement and followed, scenting along the snow-studded logs and leaves. he didn't find much here, but fox were an elusive species, and often clever at hiding their trail. between the two of them he was sure they would find her shortly.

a silence had overcome the two of them, but arcturus did not find it burdensome. their conversation had reached a natural conclusion, and now, they hunted.