Duskfire Glacier hebamme

so. wintersbane had stretched the resources of his pack with many children. mahler knew all too well that path, the endless hunting that never seemed to fill enough caches. and yet duskfire would thrive, and in the spring, their cubs would be able to join the hunt.
tribulation before triumph. a long winter followed by plenty. it had been his way, and he was somehow happy to see it in wintersbane also. mahler happened then to look down at the scuffling pair, and gave a warm smile despite how hard it had been to ignore them through his speaking.
"i vill patrol the maplevood," the gargoyle agreed at once. "i have some numbers in rivenvood, enough for extra vatches." lane's question pressed him, and the man delivered her a blink of lavender eyes. and yet he understood. "i am only hypervigilant. i have learned too many lessons."
"call to us if there is any emergency. ve are your ally and ve are not far."