Offer me that deathless death (Joining)

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the man's voice was soft, belying his size; lasher scrutinized him carefully. blue willow was an apt healer, but she would very soon be devoted to the rearing of their whelps, and the plateau might have need of her. such skills as herbalism were not to be taken lightly. dimka, he murmured, committing the name to memory. i am lasher, beta male here.

why did you leave your old pack? he inquired, wondering what sort of tale the pale beast would have for him. no matter; taltos warmed to stories.