Moonspear and if i don't answer, i'd hang around

delighted to see their game commence, arcturus waited for osiris' lunge.

the boy grabbed the rough end, hauling his teeth round the splintered parts with a fierce aggression that made arcturus' heart sing in pride. allowing osiris time to secure his grip, arcturus turned his head and rounded his shoulders.

like an oxen loaded with burden, arcturus dug his stout legs into the soil and began to haul forward, a devil's grin on his features as he attempted to drag the stick (and osiris) along for the ride.