Moonspear shot caller

arcturus could file this conversation under 'most uncomfortable discussion of all time'. he shifted, unwilling to let anyone see his duress - and eager to see the topic navigated to less ... spiky climes.

of course he remembered zafina. that particular instance had set him apart as moonspear's most eminent and brainless grunt. do this, do that - don't ask or think, just do - for moonspear, HURRAH!

that had been the first -- and hopefully last -- time arcturus had supped on the flesh of his kin. stepping into that memory was like pouring water downhill -- once he began to think of his past, it was against nature to stop. he thought of his father, who had done none of what hydra was preaching -- and he wondered, not for the first time, if moonspear's ways were at fault.

these were pragmatic thoughts far beyond what arcturus had business delving into. he nodded, but had nothing to say in return. he hoped this conversation would come to a natural conclusion, for he found discussing such intimate matters with his sister were untoward.