Big Salmon Lake Blood stutter

likewise had taltos come down for the hunt, but not to bring back meat to his pack. he had skulked forth to wonder at his skill in finding one of the pests tonravik had mentioned, and perhaps visit her in a neutral location. she was pregnant, guarded carefully by a zealous mate, and fiercely loyal unto the spine, but he felt that they would be able to speak affably enough.

she would not make a good ally, for ultimately tartok was self-serving and savage in its inner circle, but he would suggest it all the same. he would visit silvertip once dante had been consulted about fitzdutiful's offer -- he felt it would be prudent to accept, especially with young ones in the mutual fold and a new threat unleashed upon the land.

the movement of grazing deer caught his eye, and the beta lowered himself instinctively. though he had not intended to hunt, the urge was there all the same, tempered with mild hunger. murkwater eyes scanned the herd, assessing for a potential kill, and very unaware was lasher that his former paramour was just beyond in the grasses to the other side of the herd.