Serpent Lake have you tried turning it off and on again?

Siku was something of a mystery. It would have been nice to have met and known her, if only for a reference as to what this world he was no a part of was all about, but that was only wishing, not reality. He could only make do with what he had at his disposal. He knew Tartok only through Tonravik, Nanuk, Echelon, and a handful of others who wore the name at some point in life. Fragments really. Nothing concrete. He'd take his understanding and merge it with his own reality and make something of it.

Knowing Lasher and knowing Tonravik and Siku to be something similar of a creature, he wondered the history of the wolf before him. Tonravik... there were times when he wondered if she were capable of emotion of any kind. Affection wasn't her strong suit and often felt displayed out of necessity, not true desire. Lasher seemed a highly emotional creature. Kero wasn't so sure a wolf like Lasher and Tonravik would compliment each other long term.

As for Kero and Tonravik? Kero grinned. The way they came to be was simple. Really. "She went into heat. I didn't want to bow to the other guy." So he'd fought his way to the top. That was all there was to it. The rest of things? He sobered. It was history. He often felt he and Tonravik were together out of the mutual benefit they provided one another. There was admiration and respect for one another, but he would not go so far to say he loved her with as much passion as Lasher spoke of Siku. He believed love was something to be exchanged. Tonravik was an emotionless beast. Without feeling, how could a wolf love in a way another needed to be truly loved in return?