Silvertip Mountain the conversation of eiros and charmion

Ashlar nods, understanding. He didn't think that they needed to lie, did they? Surely they'd let him go even if they were only packmates, but Avicus seemed to really believe this was best. He would do it, though he trembled inwardly. He'd never been all that great at lying.

He's my brother. N...no mom. Ashlar practiced quietly, but it made him remember his own mother and ache with missing her. Mama and baba.... they would be proud of this. If he could save this boy then he'd have a good story to tell one day.

He flushed when she thanked him but didn't respond with anything but a smile. He didn't deserve any thanks yet. He needed to do it first.