Blackwater Islands We’ve got these summertime nights

Tulok would get actually what he wants. For the kick sends him skidding and fumbling and his brothers teeth are ominously threatening.

He would end up pinned beneath that two toned gaze and at his mercy. Probably, only with his brother does Alduin understand defeat. This is one of those situations. So he  would hum low enough to sound like a growling grunt, but nod his head once.

“Well done, brother. Well fought.” He praises gravelly.