Moonstone Quarry like a stone

arcturus tracked the huntress as she prowled down the slope to him, inkjet fur alight with afternoon sunlight. he looked past her at her tracks as she mentioned the slope behind them. he had not canvassed that area in some time.

"a neverwinter wolf." arcturus replied, finding her presence more palatable than the other neverwinter wolves he had met in the past. "i'm arcturus of moonspear. our packs are allies, i believe." if not allies, maybe it could be described as tentative-you-scratch-my-back-and-i-scratch-yours relationship. "want to show me where you found the scent? i could help."