Swiftcurrent Creek played-a-live

The she-wolf shifted her eyes instantly—muzzle dipping—and the moment his frosted brother explained he felt the expression on his features soften. He shifted his weight, considering, and then moved past the she-wolf to the side of his brother—greeting offered in the gentle brush of a shoulder.


“Can you tell us more of this man?” A pause—his eyes searching for her gaze—imploring. “You do understand we intend to make him pay for what he’s done?”

An eye for an eye.

In Glaukos’ case… Two.