Ouroboros Spine Thoughts Heavy know No bounds

Perhaps soon then, they may come. He commented simply on the others. Maybe even they would gather together for a hunt during the winter, to better their odds at catches the prey which would have been more scarce due to migrating south. This, of the founding pack might have left. Aiolos had encountered quite a number which had gathered though never was able to take a promising hold on their settlement. So it had happened for those who had wished to claim the Stavanger Bay time and time again. 

Ah, why thank you. Aiolos spoke then with a smile and playful wink. It was not the first time he had been told such, that the language of Gteek was a beautiful one to hear. 

I understand your meaning. Aiolos acknowledged and licked over the dried blood on his mug. The bleeding of his tongue had stopped but had left a throbbing soreness in its wake. Damn fish. I do not often myself, but have met those who pray to each which they have killed. A thanks to their sacfrice and wish for them safe passage in the afterlife. It is their death which continues our own life. He speaks these things, happy to have an understanding with a man and a future date set to visit the Sea Lion Shores for hunting.