Nova Peak Toquer

It’s a sentiment she turns over in her mind, yet another unknown aspect of her cubs’ father. Has she changed Skorpa? For he had once taken her throat in his jaws to substantiate an ego against Faust. Certainly she’d seen the women of Big Sky soften their hunters, but Ayovi had begun to view it as a stale tradition, that a man should be good upon his own merits.
But Lorcan is not privy to her musings and when he slides her a smile Ayovi only smirks, turning to trot alongside the bended creek. She is aware of him beside her, the great shadow devouring this rugged land. Her ears turn to take his question, pace slowing.
“We would not be standing here if they had. The mountain is outnumbered,” she tells him bluntly. “There is history, between myself and the Darukaal leader,” her eyes look off, ashamed. “Peace will be difficult, but I do not believe it's impossible.”