Qeya River Marble rye

"You must be half decent at it then." He moved his head to look at the other. The sparrow coated wolf across from him was rather well built, he thought. The experience he spoke of showed. "I think it could be fun - so long as I have someone to show me."

Admittedly it was embarrassing, knowing so little. In Kekoa's mind leaving home was for the best, but it had it's disadvantages. He had yet to experience his first big hunt, to learn to fight properly, or the proper social etiquette. It had only made things more difficult.

But in his mind, it was necessary. If he had left sooner then maybe Kaisaan...

He shook the thought out of his head. Now was not the time to cry.