Northstar Vale Fight, little wolf, fight, little wolf, fight

She refused to comply with his demands, but worse, the bitch bit him. He supposed he should not have been surprised; dog ran through her blood, it was bound to come out sooner or later.

Claws and teeth were exchanged between the two, but Chaudry's advantage was clear. Pala was small, out of practice, and slow from her recovery. Grabbing her by the back of the neck he shook her before throwing the woman to the ground. With a final snarl he took a step back, eyes remaining fixed to her form as a clear warning.

Take the sons and leave. I will keep my daughter, and I will help her rise to the place she deserves. He had no need for Pala now. The children were nearly weaned, he could feed Julienne himself. You will drag her down. His words were harsh, his message clear. Pala was everything that a Montagne woman was not meant to be, Julienne would be raised to be the perfect image of it. To have such a mother would scorn her image.