Nova Peak hymnal

Kaskara, like Scimitar, often thought of those they lost. Their family and friends, lost to time and place. She thought of Paarthurnax and her babes, the ones she had loved and lost too soon. She thought of Falwasi and Danica and those that had come and gone too quickly. And if there was something these siblings had in common, it was the thought Scimitar verbalized: they needed more wolves. They needed to recruit to become strong, to now have to worry about taking down a hog or a deer with only two or three wolves. They needed more, but Kaskara wasn't sure how. "Aye," she concurred with a nod. "But how do we recruit? There are few lone wolves this far north, and to travel south is to leave for many days."