Moonstone Quarry The ground walked here is a wonder

@Kinusi but AW

blood darkened the edge of his shoulder.

not deep—just a rake of antler, a flash of bone and instinct where the stag had turned sharper than expected. sólhárr had taken worse. still, he moved slower now, breath huffing warm against the stone as he limped back into the quarry, ribs rising and falling in steady rhythm.

the hide dragged behind him.
not the full body—just enough to prove it had been done.

his ear twitched as he crossed into the shade, steps echoing faint between the walls. he did not call for aid. would not.

he’d rest.
then return.