Moonspear ^_____^

Alaric was out and about. In his jaws was a cleaned fur that he had just taken to the water's edge and scrubbed out. Puppies made messes it was the way of things. He would hang it from a low hanging branch and let the sun warm it. 

A small movement, miniscule really caught his attention and he lifted his head to see Pie staring down atop a small overhang. They looked quite comfortable up there. He grinned. Placing the fur to the side as he perked his ears to catch their words. 

That was lovely, Pie!