Moonspear know the bars are closing, but I hope you're still out

down below the blackened back of hydra moved between tall spires of stone, occasionally concealed by the long shadows their flecked forms cast. arcturus remained motionless, catching his breath with a lolling tongue. 

all it took to ease him into motion again was the sharp glint of his sister’s lapis lazuli gaze — with an athletic leap he slid down the stony embankment and trotted loosely behind the hunched form of his sibling.