Luneshale Pass would never fail you

a soft snort leaves him. he could appreciate that, even if it was, as she said, a folly. at least she recognized it and was honest about it. he shared the sentiment in ways, though perhaps not when it was two versus three of hostile and aggressive creatures.

still, they had a mission to do.

retreat sounds better than dying, dracarys murmurs in contemplative agreement; tail twitching against his hocks. might not get me into the pack fully but ...i can't do anything if i get speared by a tusk.

a wiry grin accentuating the dark humor.

i take one and you take one? he inquires, figuring it was probably their best bet. that left the third but he is ( perhaps foolishly ) hopeful that the third would not be loyal and retreat.