Phantom Hollow my heart is spinning

i have. praimfaya murmurs in agreement, tail brushing against her hocks. not long. a week. maybe a bit more. praimfaya responds in a thoughtful hum. it cost me sagtannet. but it was a price she’d been willing to pay. it’s too early to know for sure, praimfaya begins, frostbound gaze fixing upon opalia’s own gaze. they are a big pack but i’m not yet sure i’d call them formidable. she admits with a twitch of her ear. the grandmaster, her mouth twists around the title, making it clear she thought it was pompous. seems to be collecting warriors. and he has a habit of calling me pet names that makes me want to rip off his ears. praimfaya admits with a curl of obvious disgust to her lips; unaware that, that wasn’t exclusive — which when she learned would only make it somehow worse.

i will observe them closely. spar with them so i learn how they fight. when i leave, i will make sure i have more than enough information to be useful to the wolves that will rally against them.