The Sentinels The impossible is possible tonight

Tuvaq's words made a tender smile curve the freckled boy's lips. Acheron's soft gaze searched for his friend's and held it when their eyes met. I'm glad, too, he offered in return, his words soft but very much genuine. He realized then that he didn't much care where they went from here; as long as Tuvaq was with him, he knew they would both be fine. 

His fish was pretty much picked to the bone—he rarely had any leftovers from his meal. Acheron stood and stretched, his tail curving up and swaying slowly above his hips. He heard the raven flap her wings, and he looked up to see her find a spot to perch higher up in the tree, probably for a better view of their surroundings now that she was full too. When he looked back down at his friend, he smiled again. Ready for your lesson?