Shadowwyn Moor nine strikes

Today was out of the ordinary for Kekoa, for he felt like himself. His mind far less clouded, he joined Sun Eater upon his call.

The yearling's stare was harsh upon the stranger, as it had been to most before his time in Saatsine. He felt no care for her; she was not one of them.

As Sun Eater spoke his mind drifted, making his judgements while his tail mindlessly lashed below him. His role was that of a Ghost Talker, but by blood he was a warrior. His habits would not so easily be subdued by his condition.