Duskfire Glacier You broke your oath, you lost your ties

Adlartok was surprised and almost bowled over, when Scarlett came rushing in. He looked at her for a moment, trying to discern what she was saying. Frankly, it was difficult between the sniffles and the sobs. He tilted his head, and cut his eyes, hissing between his teeth.

What? I told you Malachi was not to be trusted. He growled lowly in his throat.

He vowed right then and there, he'd be back some day. Some day when he was bigger and stronger, and he'd rip a chunk out of Tuwawi's hide for the way she was treating his Miss Scarlett. A wolfess who didn't deserve the shit she was given. He'd make Tuwa see how wrong she had been, when she had taken her anger out on an orphan boy. Maybe he could steal Maera away, wouldn't that just be the ultimate act of revenge. He snorted, but got to his feet again. He was young and foolhardy, and nothing he was thinking of would probably come to pass. But he could imagine it, right.

Yea I can stand. Lead the way.

And even if he couldn't stand, he was determined to make himself stand. Overcome the crippling realization that he would always limp. However, if he could manage he'd make sure no one questioned his worthiness.