Ouroboros Spine The city of the moon

Well, that was that, the warrior thought to himself after receiving the pale man’s verbal greeting. There was no name offered to the wolf of Starsea, nothing more than a formal acceptance of what had been offered. This was the way of some wolves.

The claimed territory was one called Moonglow. A name that might have reminded the traveler of his home, were his sights not set on larger things.

A fine claim, Foxfur stated plainly, nodding to the rocky borders. I seek a runaway boy. Dark and slight, will call himself Crowfeather. The warrior’s brown gaze sought the pale figure’s. Foxfur did not seek to harm or steal, only to gather information on a lost prize.