Chimera Fields Drawn beyond the lines of reason

The height of summer drew out the best times to hunt. The days were still long, the weather decent and warm, and the herds roamed whatever open expanse they could manage. Dirge was out there more or less on a fetch quest for @Hydra—who had been gracious enough to free him from being mouthed to death by their children—and had gently been following in the wake of Arcturus. Knowing her brother was out there would make the task of finding a tasty morsel to bring back easier; he doubt there being too many other reasons for why the swarthy yearling would be out there.

An intervention, however, was not among them.

He heard the sharp call of summons and at once dropped the notion he was out there to hunt for the time being. It was not a social call and intuition led him to think the worst, that their idyllic stretch was coming to an end. Like an echo chamber he relayed the call and answered in the same stroke, wondering if perhaps he could stir out others—@Jarilo, @Lyra, or @Alya even, whoever else may have been roaming so far on such a nice day—and headed onward towards Arcturus.

tags are for visibility here — feel free to powerplay him arriving in your next response if you'd like, lauren.