Moonspear i can't remember when i felt so free

arcturus was grinning too, though he tried his best to hide it. his poker-pace was pitiful, so after a brief snort he paused and considered how best to indoctrinate the yearling to the frankly horrifying concept of cats.

what was a cat? "think of it as the antithesis of everything that makes us wolf." arcturus started, finding them hard to explain despite the vivid picture of one in his head. "they are solitary save for if they take mates. they are fast -- they have claws they can retract --" he demonstrated by raising his paw, showing the feebleness that was their own ability to control their paws: "and fangs, just like us too. their faces are short. their ears are long and pointy, and their bodies usually long as well. they can jump better than we can, and can climb trees." he thought this was a good place to start.. hopefully dragomir would never encounter a cat outside of here.. arcturus couldn't say he loved them.

"we may have puppies, but that is for hydra and dirge to decide." the beta quipped on a more solemn note, now striding up the slope. "it is likely they will have a second litter this year, and if they do we should do all we can to protect them." he stood as dragomir sniffed at the ground, his gaze panning uphill. "i think they prefer the lowlands, like the forest and such -- but they can live wherever wolves can."