Moonspear it's a beam; it's a void

Before anything else could be said, a kid crashed the party. His eyes were drawn to the piebald child, giggling and making a ruckus, and widened with a second glance. He'd seen himself enough in a mirror to know that. . .that—

Pup corraled, the adults continued their conversation, and he shook himself briefly as he listened to Sialuk. Killdeer smiled at her acceptance and gave a solemn nod of his head.

Thank you, Sialuk, he responded. He turned his gaze to the other young man and asked, I'm Killdeer, by the way. I don't think we've met. They would be bonded in pack together, at the very least.

Killer turned his attention toward Sialuk, and the mountain ahead. Another season, another pack.

This time, he intended to stay.