Mount Everfall I cannot be tender with this much blood in my mouth

The other responded appropriately, though Silaluk stood over them for a time, her plume well above her hindquarters and her ears erect. Any moment they shifted, Silaluk hovered over them and let loose a rumbling growl. But after a time she was appeased fully, and the lick to her chin was telling that this one would join their numbers. Silaluk glanced back toward Anuniaq. In time, he would surely have his day with the tawny stranger, but now he knew to await her. Anuniaq was perceptive, and would likely not forget. Her grudges were nonexistent, and she moved to nip him roughly, a sure sign of the moment passing. Like her sister before her, Silaluk's affections were bestowed without any gentleness. She began to move ahead, grunting. It was time they moved on.