Lion Head Mesa I sip on you to wash down the shame

the bearwolf watched the man who arrived. they were cold, the both of them, but where merrick was deadened flesh with magmic anger beneath, the other wore an aloof beauty.
"i am told that we have a common enemy. ursus was once the ally of kynareth and nyra. she maimed my son and we demanded her head in recompense."
the man stepped forward. "ursus chose a new place and still she came to end my mate. the mother of my children. we are few. they are many. and yet i will go all the same."