Redtail Rise Þief

and ancelin!

ancelin did not miss the look on his father's face. he knew it was for atreus, but it chilled him all the same.
still he was pleased to come forward, to brush among the milling wolves, to cut and cut until blood filled his mouth.
he felt fiercely part of them all, and in the days to come, he would wonder if his brother might somehow experience this feeling too.