Redtail Rise the colloquy of monos and una

her chest feels as if it will cave in when Augur remains indecisive, and Lilia takes his side.

yes she ought to have killed the girl when she had the chance—

he is.

she blinks, and the clouds clear. of course. Lilia won't be here much longer; this is not her place to hold fast, keep glued together.

Avicus will live here and die here. this is her legacy. Augur's legacy.

and the rifts have grown so deep that only this titan of a man can straddle the distance of them, bring the wolves of Redtail Rise to some semblance of heel.

he ihh', Avicus agrees, her mouth suddenly dry. her eyes fall upon Augur's ivory muzzle, and she bows her head, gaze heavy-lidded. you are Wealda.

for now.

but Avicus doesn't lack a sense of self-preservation. how else has she conquered sure death and destruction, so many times?

will you have me ahh' your Ulfhedinn, Wealda? she asks. i have noh'hing 'hho prove buhh' your faihh' in me. my 'hhildrenhh' faith in me.

she resists the urge to cast a jaundiced eye upon her would-be foster daughter, keeping her attention solely for Augur. she will have no more words for the insolent brat.