Moonspear you're a horrible person

Kannoyak’s laugh was a rich sound.

Yes, you are still at war! With yourself.

The white man could see this. The young wolf fought internally. He struggled with the weight that he carried. How could he not? Such wounds were no small matter. He had survived something that another would have fallen to. Kannoyak did not know the details of his hurt. He did not know how the boy had lost his tail or bled out. He did not know any of these things. He knew only that the young wolf’s anger could be felt on the cold air.

Storm clouds billow in your spirit. Will there be lightning?