Moonspear manic monday

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attn @Mira ? but all welc!

The rain was annoying, but Caelum had quickly grown used to it being an ever-present factor. He did not seem to practise much self-care when his pelt got wet and his skin got cold, but he had grown used to finding sources of heat if that occurred. The dark boy did not speak much; he was silent often, though when spoken to he seemed to diligently listen, and he spoke when asked to speak.

Presently Caelum had discovered a bird with a wounded wing at the rendezvous site and he was playing with it; sneaking up on it, pouncing it, and then releasing it again so he could practise pouncing it again while the bird squeaked and fluttered its remaining wing uselessly.