Nova Peak Yeah, I'm loving all your warning signs

it seemed both he and wylla had met the wolves who sought to claim the cliffs as their own. he was by turns made melancholy by it, then angered. sagtannet stood strong. had they not already paid a blood-debt to the cold mountain? frustrated by the prospect of war, by the scarcity of his oldest brood, by the distance of his youngest, it was in a somber mien that mahler attended wylla's summons.
star there, and asra. the new man must bear the name of taikon, and something unflattering and threatened nudged the back of his mind. he had long been the only man of age in sagtannet that now, when confronted by a male his own years and with a striking look to him — his own masculine sense snapped to fore and he wondered grimly if this would be his replacement.
but mahler held the rein of his control; he joined wylla and was silent, deferring to her word.