Moonspear ten thousand miles above the clouds

terance watched with half interest as the child brought back another skink. if this kept him entertained, he really didn't care what happened. he paid little attention to what was going on as he gnawed on his bone. the child was occupied, and that was all that mattered-- well, that and the fact that that song was no longer in his head.

content with his work, terance stood, picked up his bone, and decided to see if he could find lyra. it was a pretty damn good bone, maybe she'd be interested in sharing it with him. "later kid, keep up the good work," he told the child, and with a flick of his white-tipped tail, terance peaced out.