Sawtooth Spire mach schnell

praimfaya's words had rung through his head often. it added another chaos to an already heavy plate, but this one bowed him with its immediacy. sagtannet had fierce wolves among them, but his thoughts were for the children of their ranks.
he considered phaedra's scarcity; it was with a frown that he attended wylla. she had also called for young stag; he strode across the rock-studded ground, amethyst gaze filled with some inscrutable emotion.
something weighed upon her; mahler was quiet, waiting for the pale boy's arrival and his beloved's explanation.