Stone Circle But I can't find my purpose when I don't know what my worth is

He did doubt her. His life had been a harsh one, filled with circumstances where every sense was a necessity. Without his sight, or his hearing, or his nose, Siarut doubted he would have lived as long as he had. He wasn’t sure what he would do if confronted with such an injury. He had already overcome so much in his life, he couldn’t imagine having to endure something so significant. Pushing aside a shiver, Siarut silently shook his head.

“Hmm.” He agreed reluctantly, “But you’ve lost your aim. How will you go about using your teeth and your claws without the ability to see your target?” The words tumbled from his lips, had she been a complete stranger without relation, perhaps Siarut could have reigned in his tongue. Yet, unfortunately for Blondine, she was a packmate and as such Sia tended to be a little more laid back in his political correctness.