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a third shadow came along behind its sisters, resting on a slab of stone above. arcturus, careful in his tread to remain quiet, peered down at the wolves below in tired curiosity. 

he saw a spearing figure of a man, throat and face distorted — followed by a she-wolf of illuminating pale fur — and to the side, a pitch-furred yet coltish youth he surmised to be a sibling. that last child spoke — Arcturus’ ears flicked in acknowledgment, waiting then for his queen to speak. 

arcturus’ shadow betrayed him, spilling now in a long beam below him — cutting across the courtyard they all gathered within. he did not move to join his sister, instead measuring each of them with polite yet remote interest.