Duskfire Glacier suuya

faust watched as the seal's skull cracked beneath iosef’s weight, his expression unreadable, save for the faint glint of satisfaction in his eyes. a pledge made in blood and bone—he would take it for what it was.
he grunted, stepping closer, towering like the glacier itself. his gaze raked over the other man, sizing him up, though his stance remained relaxed. he did not need to test iosef—he had already seen enough.
good. the word was simple, final.
his ears flicked against the wind as he glanced toward the frozen expanse, the endless stretch of white that would soon be theirs. we will carve our claim into this land, he rumbled, voice thick with promise. the blood talon will rise.
he turned his head back to iosef then, a rare flicker of something almost amused touching his features. let’s start with something bigger than a seal.