Arrow Lake tomorrow will be worse

the woman showed submission, enough to relax mahler. and the gentle, friendly air of the wolves already gathered did much to assuage any lingering doubt he had in regards to their newcomer. she spoke of the healing arts, and the man's interest was piqued glowingly in his hard eyes.
"i am a healer also, vith some midvife experience. perhaps we could be of help to one another." a pack was only as strong as its ability to bring forth children. therefore, those who dedicated themselves to the health of ducklings were worth a great deal.
stepping aside, mahler invited the newest geist over the borders, murmuring a quiet "velcome, fern," as he moved aside to grant her the first glance of her new home.