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

soon, the sunfire dipped below the horizon, wicking all the world in chrysalis-green where blue met orange. arcturus studied this picture in awe, noting hydra was moving along the shadows.

they were to track the sheep, and count their numbers. he moved behind her at a panther's slink, sharp eyes counting.

one, two, four, eight -- the ram on top making nine.. it was a poor time to count, given the glare of sunset that lingered in the backdrop, but by arcturus' count he could spot eight ewes and one male.