Blackfeather Woods you tell me everything twice

Finishing up this thread

Miraak was a little disappointed, but it was not very surprising. Many outside their ranks had not killed another wolf actively. Skirmishes were more likely to end in injury than death. I will teach you, There was a skill to it. It was not simply sinking ones fangs into another's throat — well, it was but there was a finesse to it. A mentality had to be created in one's head, it had to be quick, especially in battle. 

There was naught more than Miraak could think to ask the wolf. He bowed his head, saying, Farewell. We will meet again soon. before he walked away into the dark forest.