Moonspear split stones

arcturus too was restless, but not for the same reasons as dirge. he did not have puppies growing in a mate's belly; instead he had troubles, brewing in his mind. what started as the tiniest blips of doubt in his mind had snarled into cancerous masses of anxiety; black blights which now occupied every moment of his thoughts rather than casually rolling in intermittently.

one such trouble was the obvious shift in hierarchy as of late. arcturus' entire life, charon and amekaze had always been at the top. he was resistant to change, only because he did not know any other option -- and was painfully, almost irately, aware of dirge's pains to erase his father's mark on the mountain.

arcturus paused at one such marking, lifting his dark skull to the wind with a groan of exasperation. the last thing the mountain needed was a passive-aggressive pissing match between his father and his sister's mate -- knowing charon, it would not stay passive for long before it became downright aggressive.. and knowing hydra, blood would be spilled if her mate was harmed in a territorial spat.

agitated by these acts of subterfuge, arcturus sought out dirge. he ignored the rain and concealed any recent markings on dirge's behalf - either by peeing himself, or ripping the earth up in exasperation. finally, arcturus came upon dirge -- his features contorted into a heavy scowl of annoyance, and his paws quite muddied.

arcturus was not a master of subtlety -- once dirge was aware of him, arcturus' head lifted and he looked upon hydra's mate unabashedly. "you," the boy growled, perhaps the first time he had looked upon dirge unfavorably. "why are you marking over my father? do you wish to lose your head?" the implication was not that he would be the one to spill blood for his father's honor, but rather, an implication that once charon discovered these little acts of defiance, he would rain down on dirge far more cruelly than any hellfire ever could.