Moonspear it gets better

The answers were vague thanks to their sire keeping true to the mystery of it, even despite their inquiries. Well, the yearling would hold fast to the suspense and not argue with any of it--not now when he was closer than ever before to finding out on his own. Instead, at Vela's suggestion to pick of the pace, he nodded with a yap of his own to say that he definitely agreed. Seconds later, he was picking up a jog anyway, heading north, towards the beyond and what would await.