Swiftcurrent Creek will you be a satanist with me?

Arric had only been home a day or two when he was called. The night was dsrk and deep, thr light of the moon making a path along the dappled river banks.

They highlighted the reddish tinge to his fur and brightened the blue of his eyes, that white cicrcl a reminder he wasn't shadowed completely.

He followed along and found Wren waiting by the tree and he tilted his head with a quiet chuff. Akavir hadn't told him anything about anything really.