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mahler saw the tension rise in wintersbane, and sought to quell it with a shake of his head. "not in that manner. i only mean ve must protect vhat is ours. train fighters," he grunted by way of explanation, "because of the cubs." 
"my late brother did not vant allies. diaspora vas its own nation." mahler swept his eyes across the milling goatherd that had settled in the distance, down from the pair. "but i think that it is in our best interest to have them now." gaze tipped to wintersbane now, silently awaiting the other's thoughts.