Starglow Basin deioces

even in the darkness, he perceived them. together, they were shadow and light, contrasting well side-by-side. his head shot up at the yip and he turned, golden eyes giving them the once-over.

they were his kind.

greetings, narses said politely, bowing his head. his nostrils flared at the scent of old blood upon the man. violent folk, these—and not afraid to advertise it. 

narses, he introduced himself. who do i have the pleasure of meeting, this evening?