I like the way wolfmother Gauir thinks. Always logical and concise. She never rushes.
The banter between the two was good.
“Do you know what it’s like to be accused of a heinous act you had no part in?” he asked as he sank to a seat at the edge of the fur covered bed. By the look on his face, he was somewhat surprised when Gaiur nodded.
“Better than most,” she said, an involuntary smirk coming right after. “Why do you think I travel with a greatwolf and a crow as my only company?”
This time it was Marten’s turn to smirk. “I just figured it was your irresistible charm!” he quipped.
“Hardly,” Gaiur scoffed. However, as she made to explain her own situation, visions of the sick boy in the next room came to her and the words caught in her throat.
I like the way wolfmother Gauir thinks. Always logical and concise. She never rushes.
The banter between the two was good.
“Do you know what it’s like to be accused of a heinous act you had no part in?” he asked as he sank to a seat at the edge of the fur covered bed. By the look on his face, he was somewhat surprised when Gaiur nodded.
“Better than most,” she said, an involuntary smirk coming right after. “Why do you think I travel with a greatwolf and a crow as my only company?”
This time it was Marten’s turn to smirk. “I just figured it was your irresistible charm!” he quipped.
“Hardly,” Gaiur scoffed. However, as she made to explain her own situation, visions of the sick boy in the next room came to her and the words caught in her throat.
She's learned a lot from her ordeals in Jötungatt.