Moonspear and still insists he sees the ghost

The dark leader moved ahead of him, and the young shade did nothing to keep close to her. Atlas knew well enough that he could find her with the space between them. His interests were trained on the presence of prey aroma. The mountain seemed to fade away beneath that warm fragrance; the sunlight gold of his vision danced along the rocky peaks before diving down to where Hydra had located the sharper tang of the herd.
 
Once his crown had lifted, he noted that the dark figure of his mother had closed the space between her and Dirge. She was closer to his father than to him, but Atlas was not bothered by this. He watched them both from a distance, following the movements that were made to search out the herd that had passed through their claimed land.
 
From atop his perch on a jagged boulder, the shade froze to observe and waited to see if there would be a jolt of movement from Hydra or Dirge.