Blacktail Deer Plateau the shadows go like ghosts across your road

How could she articulate to him what she thought? For some, it might be as easy as simply saying, "it clouds her judgment". But for Tonravik, she could not be so eloquent as that. One ear twitched as she thoughtfully said, "She is mad with it." Perhaps for others, emotions might be useful. Tonravik kept them at bay, living life by instinct and drive alone. Emotions took no part in her day to day life, though she did care for Echelon. The woman was perhaps the only one.

Tonravik shrugged her shoulders. "It will be their ruin." This was what she wholeheartedly believed. Tonravik had the proclivity to picking apart the weak point(s) of things, wolves, packs, and prey alike. Her words were said with conviction, but no anger or resentment. It, to her, was simply matter of fact.