Ghost Lion Crag If you face the fear that keeps you frozen

Artaax should've known better. Thuringwethil was his mother and his commander. He should've known that her words were law, even when they were madness. Heda had been an unstoppable force in life. It was foolish to think that she would've been stoppable upon the brink of her death. Still, he resented those who had failed her. He resented the ancestors who had told her to jump. He resented all of them.

Except.

"Who is Wraen?" he asked, momentarily distracted by the unexpected invitation. He didn't know where "with us" was and he didn't particularly care. He was kru. He would live with the dragedakru or he would live alone. There was no where else for him.