Moonlight Stroll (Joining Thread)

The loyal, dark female slipped away without a word at Aktaie's words to the male; it did not bother the matriarch, for their number was few and they could not afford to neglect the circumference of the territory too often. The male accepted her words readily, and Aktaie nodded succinctly. They would teach him of their ways, and he would either come to learn his mistake or embrace the relatively solace the simple life of a consort could bring.