Nova Peak Until I found a bruise on the other side

"you vould be right," he said dryly. but he did not want to speak of wylla, and was unsure what else he could say. the remainder of what takiyok had said was the truth, however, a bitter one each wolf must learn. to accept that there were occurrences beyond one's control was to know a soured cup of wine. but it was a necessary drink.
swiftly mahler wished, with a rare spontaneity, that he could bring any sort of happiness to takiyok. there was aught else to grant her aside from the ability to choose motherhood in the following year, but he did not mention such, for he did not wish to remind either of them of what had happened before.
"then ve must become adaptable," the gargoyle said at last with a low sigh, expression softening into somehow youth, if only for a moment.