Moonspear When I see little lights in the shadows

The healer’s sage words made up his mind: Talisman would go find her shortly after Kusuma gave birth. He felt a pang at the thought of leaving his little ones—including Sialuk’s, who would be a couple weeks old by then—but it would be worth it to visit their younger half siblings!

He carefully sidestepped Alaric’s up-and-coming garden, meaning to ask a question about it until the healer put food in front of his face. Then all other thoughts fled the young coyote’s mind as he readily tore off a chunk of meat and began chewing. Talis chased a bite with a few of the berries Alaric provided.

Thanks, man, this is the best breakfast I’ve had in a while. I may have to go back to bed, sleep it off, Talis quipped between bites.

As if cued by his words, the nearby rocks suddenly began to glow. The coyote peered over a pale shoulder, squinting against the glare as the sun peeked over the horizon to the east. It threw the Sunspires into sharp relief, though he didn’t look long. His pale eyes never did well in particularly bright light.

Facing Alaric and their meal again, he blinked some spots from his vision and dipped down to continue filling his stomach, sunrise warm on his shoulders.