Moonspear vokul fen mah

"you'd think the flower would have waited a month or something," arcturus commented to dirge, cupping the little mountain violet with a dark paw. it stood alone between a bare expanse of earth, encircled by ragged snow -- flowering, despite the fact that there was very much still snow on the mountain.

he supposed this was just one of many signs that spring had truly sprung. he was about to make some quip about other things that were springing as of late, but heard behind him an expedient tread that he could only assume belonged to hydra. his ears turned back as he listened, turning around in time to see a dark stormcloud headed their way. glancing to dirge in quiet concern, arcturus stood at attention -- wondering just what darkly-winged news was about to cast its shadow on them all.