Qeya River Clubhouse

"sheep killer find sheep," sun eater teased as the wind blew his fur, harshly jerking it in tufts around his scarred face. these were fine animals, fierce horned creatures who battled for strength in the same manner of wolves.

the single eye approved. he did not know sheep killer's history with the name given; for sun eater, to kill a sheep was a singular skill, a cunning not all possessed.

he was quiet then, joined beside the other hunter for the kill; he would not assume the lead, for he wished to observe as their race began.

it would be a good thing if others too gathered, though he prepared for it to be only them.