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Jagoda could not help his slight prejudice towards coyotes, anymore than Arturo could help his own heritage. Coyotes and wolves had an innate rivalry, and while he did not doubt the strength held by the smaller canine species, he sensed the danger that they posed towards wolves, and wolf offspring. But if Arturo had proven himself worthy of Skellige's honor, then he was also worthy of the Sea. She must have planted her blessing within the coywolf, and so the masked brute could easily learn to accept the man who stood before him.

Two months was long enough to kindle a friendship and an agreement of trust. He raised a white brow at the mention of unfavorable circumstance. What happened? he asked rather bluntly. Jagoda did not care if it was none of his business. He simply wanted to know what unfortunate events had transpired.

If Skellige trusts you, then so do I, he spoke, ears lowering, his tail wagging once at his heels.