Eerie things

Jareth eyed the older male carefully, not knowing whether or not to believe the wolf's response. What if he knew things and was simply refusing to share his knowledge? The boy's lips drew tight as his silence persisted for several moments. At last he snorted, a displeased look upon his face. "Well, I won't stop until I find the secrets," he said, looking up at the stone nearest to them. Inching closer, he reared up so that his forepaws could rest on the stone and he could get a closer look at the runes marked into it. He eyed the markings for a moment, then craned his neck around to look at the shimmering spring. He could see the reflections of the stones in the water's surface and his brow furrowed thoughtfully.

He brought his paws down and glanced up to the male beside him. "It must all mean something," he insisted, gesturing to the markings, "This pool has something to do with it, too." The boy was sure that the eerily glowing water and surrounding stones were linked. If he could just find out exactly what it meant, he was sure he could access the powers that this place held. His eyes gleaming with curiosity, the boy wandered over to the water's edge, peering deep into the glow. Fascinated by what he saw, he grinned. He saw familiar scenes of his own short history, and he was certain that it held deeper meaning.

He turned to face the other wolf, his greenish eyes peering at the male, the pupil in his left eye dilated as always, adding to his wild and serious gaze. "Come look," he beckoned to the male, "What do you see?"