Silvertip Mountain My Mind Is My Last Sanctuary

That caught him off guard. he had not known that. Or even heard of that from anyone. Chaska tried to decide which was worse. Feeding a pup it's own mother, or ending one's life in a savage way? One would torment them, the other would inflict much pain before no pain at all. "Steady...I did not know..."

He wasn't sure if it was stupid or brave, but he mustered the courage to try and the lighten the mood. for both their sakes. "I guess fate has it out for us both and any pups around us, eh?" Indeed a morbid joke. Quite possibly the worst joke he'd ever made. And joking wasn't even his strong suit. He just wanted to knock himself out after that. "Sorry. Just trying to not make this conversation feel lively again."