Emberflame Ridge But meanwhile…

His brothers stern no has Alduin scowling slightly. “She was not near pack lands, brother.” He’d say then, but otherwise would listen to what he’s saying.

Only when Tulok mentioning finding another way to satisfy the hellfire inside of him the hellhound would dutifully raise a single brow in question. How else would he get out such fuming anger? Alduin has no ideas or wants. He only wants to fight, draw blood, and kill. Not only does it satisfy himself, but it satisfies Banesteppe enough to leave him alone for a few days (if he’s lucky).

“There is no other way.” He’d say to that.

Then Tulok asks if Alduin has told the Listener of his sickness. He would nod to that. “She plans on finding a cure.” He says bitterly. “I doubt she will find such a thing.”