Ravensblood Forest there is lightning in this room, above our heads waiting to strike

He spends his time alone, at first enraged by the circumstances and how they fell. Yet, with time and a few destructive blows, Kratos calms—he is lying underneath a tree when Zephyr finds him. The silver’s fur unkempt and the signs of his distress clear.
Kratos doesn’t lift his head.
No. If anyone is ugly of the two, it is him. Just wanted to know more about you. And in ways, he guesses he does—knows that the subject is taboo.