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Like his father before him, Kaertok tended to spend much of his time along the borders, making sure that he and his family were safe. When he spotted Pingasut there, an expression of approval washed over his face. Pingasut, he greeted, noting that his son had caught the scent of the wolves Arbiter had greeted a week or so ago. He did not know the details of the meeting, but she had mentioned them in passing.

What does your nose tell you? Kaertok asked, always pushing his offspring to use their wits and muscle every waking moment. Without that, they had nothing. Just having one of those would never be enough. They needed both to survive this harsh, cruel world.