Bearclaw Valley it's by the light of the plasma screens

astara's pursuit of the second child was put on hold as she came across ashlar -- or specifically, he came across her. a svelte, rich-coated boy with capturing gold eyes -- astara was reminded of a molten sunset.

the boy demonstrated admirable submission in the form of his averted gaze. for that, astara's briefly flared posture settled. she advanced, sniffing his ruff and nape curiously -- no scent of the other child on it, but he did hold several scents of the pack.

ashlar would find in short order astara was not one to talk; once her inspection of him was over, she began to scent the ground for any sign of astyanax's presence.