Duskfire Glacier with fists like atom bombs

her tone is warm as she continues to speak about her sanctuary to him, affirming that they are nice ( which is a strange concept to the flame-kissed whitemane ) and mentioning that they took her in when she didn't have anyone else. kindness, when applied to her sanctuary whereas other packs would likely do it simply to bolster their numbers. more capable wolves meant more meat in the caches, more presence, an extra set of teeth at their borders. it was a tactical maneuver so long as the wolf was contributing to the pack. at least, this was his experience. family, in his mind was children born of the womb and seed and of blood and bond of mateship. it's obvious to vilkas that his views are starkly black and white and absent the grey that lingers in the space between where the two meld and blend together. he doesn't see the grey, omits it from his perceptions of the world, allowing him to do what he does as effectively as he does it.

the lovely creature of shadows mentions that she should get back and admits to him that she does not like to be out of the sanctuary's borders after dark. the self imposed curfew is almost amusing to the firebrand but perhaps she has legitimate reason to fear the dark and what lingers in it. "see ya." he calls after her because whether he chooses to go to her sanctuary or not he knows he'll see her again. in fact, he intends to make it a point to. there is something about her that he can't pinpoint: that lures him a bit like a moth to a flame. perhaps because she is so very different from him and thus she is an intrigue.

vilkas lingers even after she is gone, deciding to bed down in the cavern for the night since he is already there and it seems a relatively safe place to catch some shut-eye without too much worry about what's lurking at his back. he settles in the far corner, pressing his back against the rough stone wall and stretches out like a regal sphinx where eventually after a few moments of resting his eyes, his head lowers to his front paws and he drifts off to sleep.