Sawtooth Spire It's only been about a couple of days

but in the end he had treated her badly, and that would never leave mahler. it would never be enough for him that he had merely set a boundary to his affections; it was all that surrounded it. but he did not wish to talk of takiyok, and somehow especially not with wylla. sharp-tongued, beautiful; she held his heart, carried his cubs. he did not wish harsh words turned toward his former co-leader, saw it as inappropriate to discuss her further.
in their world, wylla had won everything the winterwhite had wished with mahler.
"no," the gargoyle murmured gently, but that was the end for him of discourse upon takiyok. "i know you vill vant to find your own den, but if i can be of help, i shall," he declared softly, turning his amethyst gaze upon her.