Altar of Twilight show the world that you would eat it whole

Drogon suspects that she does not trust him and he does not begrudge her it. The tundrian knows all too well the world is “dog eat dog” and that about the only wolf you can ever trust is yourself. In truth, the pale and tan spiderling had never gotten the chance to attempt to do anything to Drogon but threatening the tundrian ( wolves that were known for their pride ) was all it took. One didn’t simply threaten Drogon Ansbjørn and get off scotch free …especially not when Dragon wittingly held information that could very well prove to give him an upper hand. It was not half as satisfying as the thrill of a spar but information, the soturi was discovering was a delicious power in and of itself. “He made an enemy out of me and it was an arrogant and poor decision.” Drogon speaks gruffly. “I’ve got no reason nor desire to betray you or lead you astray. Trust, at the very least, that I believe a rapid dog should be put down and that he should be made to pay for his crime.” Because that is what the soturi thinks of the spiderling they speak of now: he attempted to kill without motive and thus he is a rapid dog that should not be allowed to draw breath. This arrogance does not exactly surprise Drogon: it had been apparent that the older boy had thought himself untouchable. Superior. If she truly left mark upon him, caused him to bleed it should be a nice dose of reality; and perhaps Drogon's own motives were petty, school-yard reasons but it didn't matter. He has reason to back it up despite that he did not know the umbra duo or their friend that was nearly killed. Drogon didn't have to. Their word was good enough for him.