"… The hyena and the fox broke into a desperate run."
Charles was bored and anxious as he looked out the window of the caravan's coach. The boredom was usual, he had been bored since the first time he had read a book and understood how uneventful his life was. The anxiety was something far more recent. That had started a couple of years ago, when he had finally found a way to stop from changing every full moon. Nobody knew of course - who would understand? - but he no longer had to worry about the imprisonment that came with the moons. In its place came something else.
And now that the large of the moons was approaching once more, bringing