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their words he may have accepted, but tuhin knew what faust's focus was.

it was understandable. the first priority must always be survival, and his soldiers and hunters must be strong to stake their claim upon this place, unforgiving as it was. they breathed white smoke into the wintry air and considered this, listening with ear tipped to his words.

the north was cruel. it took a certain sort of creature to choose to make its home amongst a place like this- and that too told tuhin many things about the man they had accepted as leader, the same things as his bared teeth and the knowing curve of his lip.

any further judgment they would yet reserve.

"there is much to be done, then," they commented. "what would you ask of me?"