Whitebark Stream Whose weapon is his word,

feel free to skip him unless he’s acknowledged!

At first Cenric had been generally ok with this plan. He’d much rather not go through with this, but he’d accepted his fate at this point. But the closer they got to this pack, the more he regretted his decision. When he first laid his eyes upon it’s king he had to fight the urge to turn around then and there. Alas, he must stick with his siblings.

Cenric avoided looking at the leader for too long. He was afraid he may gag, and that would surely ruin their chances of getting in. He kept his eyes on the horizon, occasionally glancing at Fréobearn.