Luneshale Pass Sol

soto stood at the bank while his brother slipped into the cool water, the muscles along his back outlined by the sudden heaviness of his fur. 

he did as he was bid, coming to mingle in silence alongside the pantherine form of his brother. 

he remained in the water a little longer, listening to the splatter of liquid as juárez crested the shoreline. 

the lizard was gone and the fish downstream. soto ignored the grumbling of his stomach, turning to the bank after juàrez’s rippling form.