Moonspear [m] tabula rasa

Sialuk had withdrawn, and Killdeer had given her space. Today, though, he decided to approach the silvery woman, giving a gentle chuff before interrupting what was certainly grief and worry stirring in her heart and mind.

Hey, there, Killer said, giving her a gentle smile. Just wanted to check in on you. Anything I can do to help?

One of her young sons had vanished. He'd only been a little older when he and Caracal had dispersed, and so he finally felt the fear and pain his mother must have felt radiating off Moonspear's fearless leader. He sat close, happy to talk if she wanted,

Or to sit quietly if she needed a friend,

Or to fuck off if she wanted none of it.