Arrow Lake separate the weak from the obsolete

having spotted dragomir’s undaunted charge toward his father, the gargoyle drew up, slowing to a walk as he neared the scarred wolf and his son. whatever the other male said was lost beneath the rumble in mahler’s throat — for now, aurëwen went pointedly unnoticed.
”you are unvelcome here,” the shadowpriest intoned to the male at his borders, eyes boring into the other’s face.
”for the respect i bear aurëven, i vill not mete out the proper punishment to you. but you vill not meet the children here. you vill remove yourself to a neutral place away from  the border, and they vill come to you.” 
it was a good deal, mahler felt, but it remained to be seen whether or not verx would share his opinion.