Stone Circle storms of violet eroded the shores

Arrax being a rude boi

Arrax kept his gaze turned away even as his father introduced them both to the strangers. Although he was deadpan in expression, he felt his heart jump a little at the mention of their dwindling numbers and the reason why they were even at this packs' borders. Rusalka had told him on the journey, of course, but hearing it being said aloud to a third party was different. It made the situation feel more real. His tail lashed behind him, and the boy stole a quick glance to the two strangers as they spoke.

They seemed young; and also smaller than both Rusalka and Solveig. Not warriors. The two had been nothing but friendly so far but Arrax had decided at once they would not be his leaders. They were not his father.

The boy's attention was stolen then by a white figure that he spotted in the distance, the air bringing with it a familiar scent. What was Eivor doing here?

Sven's question prompted Arrax to look back to the two Kvarsheim boys who stood before them, and he set them in a hard stare, almost as if in a challenge. "Where is your Konungr?"

He did not elaborate on the meaning of the word.