Moonspear split stones

arcturus' solemn mind was already elsewhere; on the prospect of a hunt. once his brother-in-law agreed, the dark companion lifted his gaze up to the rocky steppes above. "i'm feeling like sheep." he motioned to the jagged pass above them, where he had heard in their conversation the bumbling of rocks unsettled by cloven hooves. he was certain there was a small band of sheep there -- he had caught wind of them occasionally on his daily prowls.

giving dirge little time to react, arcturus was already making his way uphill -- if dirge agreed, they could likely startle a sheep to its early (and rather abrupt) death. he looked forward to such a thing.