Silvertip Mountain carpathia

Taltos - or Lasher - was right in their internal thoughts. The cubs were in the land but safe within the hollow that protected all the dens of the mountain. Safe and secure, yet he knew full well that they would begin to venture out and the extent of his protection over his children was beginning to wane. There was only so much he could do.

"An epithet?" he queried, the word foreign to him. He wasn't above asking when he required more knowledge about a subject, he'd rather admit he didn't know everything than pretend and be found out. "And which do you prefer, Lasher or Taltos?