Moonspear for a single hour in the wide starlight

Dutiful as always, Atlas did not need to respond to the statement that was made by his brother. He knew where Osiris’ priorities were. It was no secret that the green-eyed Ostrega was dutiful to the mountain and to their kin. It seemed as though that fealty was so deeply apart of the other, the shade feared that he had fallen behind. Turning to where he had gestured, the dark beast made way toward the end of the rabbit trail. He did not speak as he picked up his speed and then halted them right where the scent ended.
 
Perhaps it was better for him to remain in the shadows.