Nova Peak vom kopf entfernen

taikon said nothing. mahler stared at him a long series of breaths, and then blinked toward takiyok as she began to speak. it was the truth that she got away with more, for while he was irritated, mahler had no anger in his heart toward the winterwhite. she had been an integral part of the pack since diaspora, and he grudgingly welcomed her counsel.
"i spoke vith them myself," he growled, "and since i have been back this evening, there vill be no conflict between us." evading her question until he could not. "vylla" — how it stung to say her name now — "vanted the loyalty of the pack to be shown."
each could decipher for themselves what it meant; he fought the urge to close his eyes. "i do not trust anyvone who lays claim to those cliffs. she lost more there than i, she trusts them less, and so she asked more. that is her right." gaze sweeping between the two of them. "sagtannet must be a place that inspires respect rather than demands it." already besmirching himself, but mahler did not care. "the tangled place between us and the sea-cliffs. it vill be a boundary line between our land and theirs. they will give me a reason to believe them. or they vill not."