Sawtooth Spire It's only been about a couple of days

A part of Wylla was tempted to push even further, see what brink she could coax Mahler to on the subject of Takiyok. It was jealousy rearing its ugly head, breathing green fire, and she was better these days at putting that emotion to bed. Not because she was satisfied that his attention was hers alone. No, she wasn't satisfied at all with their present arrangement, or she wouldn't feel jealous to begin with. More because she knew it did her no good, and Takiyok was leaving, so it didn't matter anyway.

I'm good, Wylla wasted no time in saying. You figured this dangerous-ass mountain was a good place for the pack, so I'm not sure I can trust your judgment when it comes to safety. If they never left the valley, things would be fine. But if Tiercel was any indication of what her future kids might be like, they would be hankering to leave sooner rather than later. There was a big, wide world out there and every kid wanted to grow up to be an adventurer.

If they could get off the mountain without spraining or breaking a leg, or worse, it'd be a miracle.