will get what you deserve

With a quick nod Njal dismissed himself. It was grand to him that another northern wolf was now within their ranks; and he was sure to see Sveinn around the territory. The man gave the burial mound one last pitiful look, and then began to stride off. His steps broke the stillness briefly - the sounds of them picking up and drifting away in to the melting slush of the passing winter. Thoughts of Lethe and death lingered on his mind, which he was quick to banish with the continuation of his duties.

[exit!]