Moonspear avu ✴

Sensing the approach of his mother by his side, who watched his observations in silence. Crystal bright eyes darted back and forth, watching the rapid little movements of the minnows, fighting against the current. Rather than pounce, than dive in for his first attempt at a catch, he had a curiosity. A question.

Dark ears turning back, his neck craned to allow his head to follow suit. Searching for his mother's gaze, he spoke with a deep rooted, but quiet interest. "Where is it they are going...?" He asked, so unaware of how every lake and river eventually led to the sea.