Moonspear filling me with wonder for all that is

the air was thicker here, lacking the crisp tinge of moonspear's hearth. arcturus had paused while revui plowed on ahead - he watched his form briefly before lowering his muzzle to the ground in rumination.

the bent blades of grass would have been enough for a keen tracker to notice; arcturus was not so keen to catch the broken strands of green, but he had caught a lingering scent that was partially lifted by the morning dampness. he looked to his brother meaningfully, but knew then revui had caught the scent too.

quiet as his little paws cared to make him, arcturus stole through the thicket following his nose intensely.