Moonspear i pledge to thee'

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theirs was a shared silence, as the two walked abreast in the snow-muted forest. much the same as desdemona, arcturus slipped easily into quietude, used to the silence of his own solitude as company. there were scents to be pared from the frost-dusted ground, and tracks to be read: he set about this task diligently.

a nudge from his shoulder caused the beta to look up, measuring desdemona's expression and deriving from her glance, the direction to look. there, between a filmy haze of snowbound fog, a shape materialized and dematerialized like the shifting presentation of a portal. he glanced to desdemona with a quiet nod, and then slipped into a hunched and crawling prowl towards it.