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fun thread! lets have another soon <3

ying. the name was simple - the way it rolled off of her tongue, delightful. arcturus repeated it mentally, smiling as he ate his fill -- which was surprisingly little. "ying. take this -- we are well met." he pushed the remainder of the bird, which was most of it, towards his new huntsmate.

"i should return to the 'spear. if you would like to hunt again, simply howl for me by the mountain." he gestured to the spearing figure of stone that shadowed even the glen they stood in. once the she-wolf acknowledged, arcturus dipped his head and turned back on the solitary road for home.