Ankyra Sound the end declared from the beginning

the woman stated that she had been close enough to sink her teeth into the tough skin of the bear that had uprooted her. she mentioned too that rosalyn had been capable of doing the very same, but that they had almost suffered a loss because of it. he could not help but to notice the way in which she spoke of the incident and how it had nearly changed her life. it was brutal to think that they had not been torn apart by the claws of a bear, but the savagery of the wolves on the cliff. there was no honor there.
 
of course, the young ghost lacked any skills that would have allowed him to comfort her. instead, his frame stiffened, and he turned his sights away from the woman until she had fixed him with another question. this one seemed fitting enough, for all of the thoughts that he had about ripping rosalyn’s kidnappers to shreds. “once or twice, but i’m no master,” the boy remarked to her with a soft shrug. “i should like to be some day…”