Midnight didn't even bother to hold back the bark of laughter. "I always wondered where those eyes came from, so they were yours. He has kept them in great condition if that is any consolation."
"Sure. That is a great consolation," huffed the hermit as he leaped through the trees toward Midnight and Silver. "It makes it all worthwhile not to see anything for the past 230 years. Now, cub, why are you here?"
"I have questions that the Alpha is never to know about; who better to ask than you?" said Midnight as he looked up to see the elder Njeriuujk crouching on a low branch above the swamp water.
"Where is your ship?" demanded the Elder. "I don't need the Alpha sniffing around here after all these years simply because he followed your trail."
