Broken Boulder sturmwolke

mahler listened. it seemed it was what he should do rather than speak, and that counted for many instances. he had not been there during the first meet of sequoia and arcas. acceptance limned his features, and at length his face broke into a craggy expression that attempted to be a rough smile.
"ironically enough, i brought him here for you." he had seen not only a hunter but a potential suitor in the ambitious young woman before him.
lavender gaze flicked over her, thoughtful, and then mahler turned away. "but now that i know of these bad qualities, i vill not take in another man who possesses them."