i'd rather face the dark

Kevlyn sniggered, perhaps a little meanly for a kid his age, but the chaos she orchestrated was particularly funny. Duskfire Glacier and Stavanger Bay were the two most threatening packs to the sirens. Undoing them was of grave importance if Ankyra Sound was to flourish; he knew this, and held no love for either of them. He held less for Stavanger Bay than the Glacier, if only because he remembered his encounter with an extremely nosy Bay wolf who had forever soured his opinion of that place.

"Should we hit earlier than that, siren queen?" Kevlyn asked, again awaiting punishment for his bold questions. Consorts usually didn't speak unless they were told to. Stating his opinion was brash, but brashness ran in his blood. "To speed their attack on the Bay? We could do it in the middle of the night, when most should be asleep."