“What’s Tenné Quai?” piped up an inquisitive voice, the blue-speckled visage of Argo Navis poking up from among a gaggle of whelps, gleaming eyes looking up at their mentor. Ara, the current only Leafwhisperer of the tribe known as Moonraiders, had decided to take a number of the younglings out to the docks, after hearing of the opening of the pla...

Early mornings in Rekes were peaceful, especially during Kerah. The thick snow running down the outside of the Obsidian Mountain muffled the sounds of various wildlife and even the few members of Xione who were up early for patrols. With the dual suns still hidden under the horizon, one might think it would be dark, but the three moons hung gently in that endless void above, setting visual fire to the whiteness below. The stark black of the rough stone where snow fell away made strange...