Redtail Rise XXI

They played a while; the boy relented only when he could no longer focus enough to swipe at the man, or keep firm hold.

He was muddy and damp, and cold as the time passed. Requiem's coat was drab and his skin twitched with shivering.

He loosed a little yawn which pitched like a whine, eventually, and became slow to respond to Augur's game by the end of it.