Altar of Twilight Eyes that fire and sword have seen

he stayed close to moonspear, much too close. in fact, this was where he had met alya—or one of her sisters?—before, and he slipped through the valley seeing their shadows everywhere. jumping at every turn. why did he linger here?

aditya had long known he was a serial masochist.

a pale young man with black points caught his attention; he inhaled deeply and found no trace of moonspear on the yearling's pelt, at least not enough to mark him as pack. adi gave a chuff and trotted toward him, noticing the other was likely on the hunt, judging by his body language.

looking for food? he asked lightly, giving him a gentle smile. me, too. happy to help out if you'll have me.