Moonspear out of my mind

Alaric was moving through the pack lands. Dancing to his own beat as he always was. A smile on his face, eyes alight with mischief. A soft humming under his breath. How he loved to traverse these large rocks. There was something to be said of their steady presence. Especially as the world changed so rapidly beyond their borders. 

it was with grace and a little dose of surprise that he came across Sialuk laying quiet near her Ulaq. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to see her. He just well truth be told despite that she was his leader and he liked her kindness. She was a stranger to him in many ways.

He dipped his muzzle to the ground and greeted her with happiness, lyrical words. Hello Lady Sialuk!