Nova Peak Trust your heart if the seas catch fire.

Truthfully, she'd hoped he would ask her to reconsider. She'd hoped her friendship, her status as mother to their cubs, would fuel such a request. Alas, her suspicion seemed confirmed in the moment those words fell from Mahler's maw: she and hers could hold no value among Sagtannet.

She would never matter to its wolves, nor to him, not in the way he did to her.

Nyx swore she felt the splintering of her heart right then, and she found that she could no longer find the will to look upon Mahler's face. For so long her loyalty and lain with him, only him, without making any demand of his in return. She could've loved him wholly and completely without title, could've lived contently despite the presence of other she-wolves who vyed for his affection, yet she felt that Wylla's assumed bitterness had poisoned every opportunity for the easy life she so longed for.

Breath fled from between her teeth, wavered, as the pain of it all continued to mount. The sooner this transition began, the safer her children would be. Nyx was furious with herself for feeling so anxious about this exchange only to receive so little emotion in return, and she decided that she would offer no apology for her decision. She would never deny his access to their girls, but it would soon be up to him to seek it. Let him cross the entire valley to spend time with his babies. Let him face Winter's bite to look upon their faces. Let him prove that he loved them like he claimed to and if he could not, let Ciri and Elke learn that they will be of greater value to their Moonspear family than to anyone in Sagtannet. 

"We will leave in a few days."