
Dar'Ian was hunting in the starlight. His dark frame blending with the shadows as he silently drifted through the dark grass of the Savannah. The wind was soft and cool, carrying the smell of dozing antelope to him. The moon was nearly new so only the stars could give away his position.
The lepon felt oddly alone since his friend and constant companion Kuari was off hunting on his own. It was a brief discussant where Kuari explained that he wanted to hunt and think on his own, the younger male just didn't get it. The bird was his wing brother and he actually only ever really talked to Dar so why would he need time alone. Dar just didn't understand but that didn't mean he was mad just lonely.