The Sunspire Maybe the truth isn't asking too much,

"Oh dear," she watched him fall forth, and her gaze lingered onto the tooth that fell. He lost a critical canine, and she now concluded he would be a troubled hunter, "you okay?" Célnes asked, coming forward and peering down to the gray, unholy one. Perhaps since he was now given the High Elk's blessing, misfortunate had already hit him so.