Sunspire Mountains scindo

Was this the way the world worked? Someone strong came along, gathered a force, only to fuck off at the last second every time?

He could not recall such things happening within Ursus; but then he thought of his father, or the stories of his father that he had been raised on, and knew it had been true then too. That wolves who felt they were strong often forgot themselves — or forgot that death could come for them at any time, cushioned by their sense of superiority.

Sivugat did not like that this man was the same ilk as Nyra, only dressed in a different skin. Using different words to say the same thing: I am weak, but I am telling you from the start that I am weak.

Was he to take comfort in this premeditation?

Fine. He states again, flatly. His thoughts were put aside for the time being — Sivugat knew he could not be picky when it came to who he followed, not now, when faced with this man who was in greater health.