Bearclaw Valley Arms raised to the stars, begging them to listen.
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The woman.

He did not want to think of the neglectful Ikkalrok with her attention reserved solely for the children at her breast, and scowled at the mention of her. He had never loved her too deeply; lustful and carnal was their pairing, and now that she was so focused on the boys there was no room for him. Let her rot, then. Let her have her dark pit in the ground. He would go his own way.

As for an alliance, Revui nodded. Yes. I am still a friend to you. He did not have many, but Merrick had somehow made that short list. I will take the mountain and you are welcome there. as for the children, I leave you Ikkalrok and the boys. They will make fine ironfangs one day.

The woods have always been filled with these soft doe-eyed things;
with hearts beating for the arrow, the bullet, the lance.

I have always been the huntsman.  ⤑

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RE: Arms raised to the stars, begging them to listen. - by Revui (Ghost) - August 06, 2020, 12:46 PM