Moonstone Quarry The wolf that always seeks his own kind

she held their extended paws together over the altar, turning the brawn of his up toward light.

"will you offer your blood to this altar, man of forneskja?"

her own arm was prepared to let.

in this way, her spirits would know him, and the strength of nuiruk too would live inside this place.

poised to make the teeth-mark, kukutux looked steadily into the man's face with understanding expression.