Dragoncrest Cliffs the world's grave. not ours.

I know this ruins some plans (and might botch some timelines?), but I feel like this is as good of an end as Kaertok will get. RIP, sweet prince.

Thrashing, blood, and mayhem surrounded the white bear as he and the others attacked the true bear. Unfortunately for Kaertok, today was not his day. A set of claws raked through his throat when he launched his umpteenth attack, severing his lifeline. He would die thinking of Raleska, thinking that this was why he had been called back; to help avenge her death.

The large white body lay limp, crumpled at the feet of the bear who had caused so much heartache for the wolves of the Teekon Wilds.