midnight moon
moon looked around she did not know where she was. Turning around she saw a splash she ran the way she came her footsteps trailed of into the darkness
Hestier
A large white male entered the lake with his family. Gradiths was just after his father's appearance as he ran down a hill toward the lake. "E'k Fuemf su vem, E'k fuemf su VEM!" He said, and just as he made it down the hill, he tripped and tumbled over him self a few times, landing with a hard thud. The male grunted and looked up. His bother would have passed him by now. But the dust that arose from his hard landing wouldn't let him see anything.
Hestier smiled at his children as he turned to Arget. Gently pushing against her to show his support. "Now," He chuckled, "What do you really think of this new language? I say it's kinda silly, but also handy." He stared at the lake, then noticed another creature. Moon. But, what was she, and where was her pack
Arget
Diseased was at Gradith's heels, growling at his comment. As Gradiths hit the ground, Diseased dug her paws into the ground, dust spraying up everwhere and stinging her eyes and lungs. Diseased yelped, slamming into Gradith's when he fell, toppling over him and rolling head over paws. Diseased landed on her butt, sliding a few inches before stopping abruptly. Diseased coughed, gasping for air and trying to clear her eyes from dust.
Sheba followed her siblings at a steady, jogging pace. Seeing the accident unfold before her eyes, Sheba snorted at her foolish siblings. "Fools," Sheba murmurs to herself, approaching Gradiths with a concerned look on her face. "You okay?"
Arget watched her son and daughter tumble down the hill, snorting softly at her active children. As Hestier pushed his weight against her, she nuzzled his cheek warmly. "Yeah. A bit strange. The younger ones learn it faster, since we are so used to our original language," Arget replied, pausing and drawing a soft breath. Then, Arget noticed Hestier's stare, and followed it directly to Moon. Seeing Moon, she glanced at her children. Either Moon was friend or foe, and Arget wouldn't take many chances with the loners in the valley.