Qeya River split sky

"you want go now?" sun eater growled to cover the surprise, faltering in his command of common for a moment. nostrils snorted, but he stared now in the direction of moontide.

four times he held up his paw. "this many days away." perhaps more. it was why he must begin the long march. by this time next moon, his son must be with him.

but he did not tell sheep killer where to find the village. instead he tilted his head to one side, analyzing with rough sweeping stare. "how i know you come back?" the smile returned, a predator's gleam in long grass.

he did not know. ghelan was precious to him, too much so that he throw all his better sense into the taiga wind.

"we march, sheep killer. then i say go."