Moonspear filling me with wonder for all that is

a mist had settled over moonspear; a cloak of pale grey that enshrouded and ensnared the stone capital in solemn silence. arcturus glanced over the brooding cliff face, hunger stirring in his belly as he studied the vale below.

he was not still for long. walking past @Revui he picked his way down between boulders that stood like rough-worn sentinels, and trotted once he had hit flatter ground. here the grass grew in thick clusters, and the mist had settled dense at the foot of moonspear's snaggled roots. around them a quiet seemed to settle in the valley. arcturus' ears worked silently atop his head, but the rest of him was carefully still.