Moonspear the notes of a strained refrain

“Mmm, willing to do what I can to help,” he agreed softly, wanting to show his father that he was capable of taking on more than the base tasks that had filled his days thus far. It was true that he was young not long ago, but he had learned many things in his first year of life that would not have been possible if he had remained beside the family den. Even still, as much as he had accomplished in his short life, Atlas felt as though he were leagues behind Osiris. Even Antares was climbing quickly into his strengths and passions. What was left for the golden-eyed son?
 
The two hunters fell into a quiet tracking session. Atlas followed where he was needed and extended their reach when the scent was not as strong. The herd appeared before them and the duo halted to observe their numbers and strength. The noise that was issued from Dirge was captured easily by the shade. Atlas saw the bull elk with his proud set of tines stretched into the sky. The herd was quite a sight.