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"If I can't move the heavens above, I will move Hell" "Not all of it." Sah echoed in agreement. After a pause, he stood up silently, his eyes still tracing the luxere, committing them to memory. He would certainly one day hunt them, but for now he simply basked in their majesty. For what kind of true hunter was incapable of admiring and respecting their quarry? With one last glance at the herd, Sah began to make his way down the ridge once more. He walked beside Deimos, aiding by pulling the second sled. It was about as heavy as he expected, something he was fully capable of doing, but would certainly feel in the morning. It was a satisfying trek. Satisfying in both the knowledge of a successful hunt as well as the welcome strain of exercise. "How far off are we from the city?" sah There stood the wolf in the winter wind Full of fearsome might There stood the wolf in the winter wind King of the winter night. -Tim Vallie