Moonspear uneasy hearts weigh the most

The shade moved along the mountain with a pensive expression on his scruffy young face. The hollow look in the gold of his gaze traveled along the terrain he had learned well in his growth there. From pup to the towering beast that he had become, Atlas had truly come into his flesh and bone with some powerful grace.
 
The figure of Osiris met his sights. With a small pause, the dark beast regarded his sibling with a watchful stare. There were troubling thoughts that weighed on the emerald-eyed boy.
 
Long limbs carried him closer until he could release a chuff of greeting to the agouti figure. A small swish of his tail suggested that his approach was friendly. When he had neared the side of the burly Ostrega boy, Atlas regarded his kin with a small and knowing smile. “These are troubling times, brother,” his gruff voice sounded.