Be my eyes and ears

Stretching on his belly Hárekr's claws dug into the earth, eyes slowly opening to the call of his Drottning. Hers would erect alert upon his head as stretched once more for good luck. The call did not seem to be terribly urgent but Háre did not wish to keep Katja waiting for longer than necessary and so he got to his paws and slipped out into darkened gorge. A crescent moon offering a glimmering sliver of light. Slowly he approached the darkened form of his alphess, a smile on his face as he gaze at the brilliant silver of her eyes standing in stark contrast against the deeper shadows.

"God kveld, Katja. Du ringte for meg?"