The Sunspire [I.C.J] fall hues

The stranger had lessoned and was more willing to hear what the rangy tan and rouge brute had to say. Cuan straightened up a bit, with his tail still curled toward his belly and ears flickering backwards. The one known as Jace had prompted Cuan to speak up, pushing him away from his normally timid and humble nature to boast about whatever talents that were squirreled away inside of him.

The beta had told him that an 'outrider' would suit Cuan's exuberance, a word he had never heard of. He couold guess it was similar to scouting, and he hoped it entailed enough wandering and exploring to satisfy Cuan's tireless step. He nodded as the Beta began to recite oath-like words.
I would be honored to protect the Sunspire.