Herbalists' Cache wind lance

sun eater swept down upon gjalla without hesitation. he had decided that she would go with blackfell that day; only the birth of his children and star eater's request had forestalled his retribution. 

now were the young ones here. sun eater only believed she needed gjalla, but her mate did not agree. she had stood with a man who negated peace and so she must go.

his teeth flashed again, his figure driven toward her flank where a hard elbow hoped to jut. without the corruptive influence of these two, he hoped black hawk would return to herself.

she knew the consequence if she did not.

bullish, harsh-breathed, he meant to rain his fury, and if she gave equal clash, it would only solidify his choice.