Ravensblood Forest there's a fine line between right and wrong

a pack, he agrees. a wife, some kids... he trails off, though it is the latter two that he is the most proud of. though he and solveig haven't professed love of any sort, there is attraction and some sort of affection between them; and for rusalka ... that's enough.

i've come a long way from half dead upon the shore. and he hadn't anticipated any of it. hadn't had it set as a goal.

his only goal had been escaping the ever looming, tyrannical shadow of kraken cairn.

it borders our new claim upon the plateau, rusalka explains; casting a forlorn glimpse at the sap bleeding trees again. wouldn't be a good guardian if i didn't know the routes of the neighboring territories. but he wasn't very fond of this place and it shows in the tense set of his shoulders.

and you? what draws you to this ... creepy ass place? he turns her question back to her, wily smirk tugging at the edges of his lips.