Whitebark Stream And go with you, I'll go with you

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death was unfortunately a part of the life germanicus had taken for himself. it was a portion of life that came for each of them, but he had not expected so dismal a scene.

thick fluids and the powerful bodies of two whitebark wolves brought low. a pair of children, one he recognized as the lisping boy alsek. artyom was present, his accented baritone guiding preparations for little ones.

germanicus remained close. a burial was in order and he would put his strength wherever it was needed. these were two of the eight, and the eight must be kept well.

he had not known these wolves, but no child should be left to curl against the cooling body of his mother, and germanicus felt the sting of that scene.