The Sentinels Bravery only means something to those afraid of death.

"Hiding," Dacio repeated, scoffed, as Blackhead's foolish daughter attempted to play the victim card. She and her kin had been the ones to make camp directly up Drageda's ass, the ones to pick fights, the ones to invade - at least from Dacio's perspective. He and his siblings had been mere babes back when it all started but he could vividly recall the night that war had come to the cliffs - that was enough to solidify his opinion of them.

Oddly, despite all the bad blood between their two packs, she announced openly that she did not wish to fight him. Dacio blinked, confusion swiftly added to the whirlwind of emotion that he felt. "Why not?" The young warrior countered, not wanting to trust her word. Too much doubt within him, considering their violent history and her snake of a mother, and Dacio wholeheartedly believed that she would make attempt on his life should the opportunity present itself.