Hail froze, Mid standing with a soft growl. "Come" She said with her hand signs, clapping her hands so that the moon was the only light. Hail jogged away with Mid tagging along, or acting like he was. When Hail was far enough away, he turned loping back to the place.
He snarled seeing a boy in the bushes, flicking his tail. Mid roars, stopping Hail in her run. She turns back around, needing more than the moon to see, makes a star above come to light.













