Luneshale Pass --the overture--

they walk.

the cat sees more of the moving bodies. in the shadow of the talkative wolf there is a larger sense of safety.

the cat twines their paths together. a black flank presses briefly to a striding foreleg. the tail climbs it as if it were a trellis.

"mrow." 

the fall-gaze is searching for something in the starglow over the desert.