Moonspear Don't let the sun go down on me

Long strides and then he hopped from rock to rock. The muscles in his legs bunching and then releasing as he moved. The red accents on ears, tail, and paws lighting up when the sun hit. There was a distinct edge to his movements as he felt a bit stale and unsated mentally, physically, emotionally. He knew this was a personal thing and he really needed to work on it. He briefly wondered about leaving for a few days. Just to scratch some sort of itch.

Maybe he could visit his sister for a time. That'd be nice. He was still a little irritated with the two males Chaxliux and Argent as they had scared his sister when they had all converged on her when she was about to go to heat. If it wouldn't cause unrest in the pack lands he would have ripped the two apart at the very least with very strong verbal language.