Gyrfalcon's Keep hippie sabotage

"Not many have the grit, as you say, that I must agree," Birk nodded in agreement. Not all wolves were cut to live there and over time he had come to a conclusion that there was a big difference between "being able to" and "wanting to be there". He had felt at some point that life had more to offer than a constant struggle for the dear life itself. 

"If only it was a great story," the boy laughed heartily. "I am neither hero, nor a noble knight. My story would be more about the coward, who wanted to seek for an easier way in life. I am a quitter, miss, and this is never a proud title to run by," he said.

"Ice fields just appear a place, where many adventures could happen, but that is not entirely true. I can tell you from experience that, while you reside there, you think only about the most primal things - keeping your belly full and your body warm," he paused there for a bit, looking for a good conclusion. "I am afraid that I have to disappoint you, miss, in providing you an entertainment, but you seem like having stepped out of a world of fairies yourself. Your story must be more exciting."