Luneshale Pass with fire and with blood

Brothers. Vicious competition. Gods that he did not name. Disa pocketed the knowledge as it came pouring out. He seemed polite for a wolf that had been raised in such an masculine environment, and yet did not act like she was a thing to be owned - yet. Veneers were opaque, but thin.

"South," she answered cryptically and with a smile. "Assorted siblings. No more or less competitive than anyone else."

The rain intrnsified and calmed in bursts, as if the sky was attempting to speak."You know about the green?" Disa asked, breaking eye contact to search for any creatures with one eye that might be lurking.

But she didn't get an answer. A howl from a wolf unknown sounded through the whisper of the rain, and Dracarys went to answer it.