Duskfire Glacier we're timeless

She knew it.

She'd known it before her concerns had even been voiced, that Faust was experienced in war. Like all mountain men, he was no different - Satori cursed herself for not seeing it sooner.

And yet he was remorseful; it tugged on a familiar heartstring. "I understand," she whispered into the space between them, unmoving still. "Family is worth fighting for." Was it? Her own had cast her out, banished her to the winds for a falsehood she had no part in.

"I wanted to leave, you know. After your call - I wanted no part in this war, no part in this pack if violence is your answer to everything. " Instead, Satori felt as though she was stuck in a time loop, the faces of old dead morphing into those of the glacier. "But- I am torn."