Greatwater Lake spice and wolf

"both good wolves. saena is my niece, and dante a kind man and my leader. no wolf from the plateau would bring you harm, attica." he spoke simply but firmly, a little abashed that she would think such a thing. while lasher wished for the caldera's alpha pair to be punished for their murder, he had never intended for his heart's edict to be extended unto the other members of that pack.

"your parents mean to keep you safe" was all taltos said upon the matter of the wrong impression attica had been given. he was quiet for a moment. "you look very much like your mother," he commented gently. these were undoubtedly the children who would have been reared companionably with his own brood, and again the brief sting of bitterness plucked at his heart. "i will tell you that savage wolves roam these plains. they speak in a foreign tongue, and use coyotes as their translators and slaves. for your own sake, give them a wide berth. they are an unpredictable lot."