Barrow Fields moonriser

Alaric cut his eyes at the bird and wondered if Pie would miss it all that much if he made it a meal. He huffed at it. Curled one side of his lip. Just annoyed. He'd never actually hurt the feathery beast.

He blinked as suddenly Pie was in his space. He let her nose at his cheek. Darted his tongue out to lick her nose. A small chuckle.

Hey.

He swallowed. I did. The teekon is quiet. A lot of wolves are just gone. Im not sure what it means.