Silvertip Mountain None Shall Pass

Chaska felt relief when the wolf announced that the meeting was over. That meant that he would finally leave. But he didn't without saying one last thing. And once again, he disagreed, but he also agreed. If an argument could not be settled with words, then you must use teeth and claws.

"In some cases, you are right. Where words fail, teeth and claws work best." Chaska was intrigued by the wolf's suggestion. "Perhaps we shall, if we ever meet again. Maybe we can teach each other a few things. You teach me a few things about fighting, and I teach you a bit on talking your way out. Both skills are useful. Until next time" he finished as the wolf began to walk away. He then turned to his pack mate. 



"Let's get going. But slowly, to make sure Fitz comes back." The grey wolf slowly turned away from the border, glancing back from the corner of his eye.