Noctisardor Bypass There I walked with you in my arms

He speech was odd, and Kaertok gave him a bit of a side-eye for that. Spook, he knew, if only peripherally. They'd shared a chat, and he was Arbiter's older son. Perhaps this was the "behind the scenes" sort of thing that he'd been trying to convey to Kaertok when they'd spoken. Interesting, indeed.

We do. For the right wolf. What can you add to our ranks? the Tartok asked. This was not a free ride, and if this stranger did not have something that they didn't already have, was he even worth taking a risk on?