Duskfire Glacier and those i can't charm

the response is vague, perhaps a tad frustrating. zephyr tries to ignore the flash of irritation that accompanies wintersbane's words. there's something more pressing to discuss anyway, in light of their coupling. always too late... he tries to push the thought aside. there is something on my mind. i suppose i should've mentioned this sooner... i'm unused to living among wolves who aren't already aware, he admits, continuing without pause. i am not a woman. i may look and smell like one, but i've never been one. not truly. i consider myself a man, and prefer to be referred to as such. now it seems it is time to see exactly what wintersbane is made of, whether zephyr wants to or not.