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Yaal'kali was met with a narrowed gaze of suspension, right of him to do so, given the fox hunter's intensions. The Chieftain had a means to ensure Aivar fought for his wants - to be Lanzadoii and given the spoils of choosing a mate among the bands women. Nutu. Yaal'kali was here to see that this want was not given freely, but met with challenge. All the while keeping his brother's paws clean of it.

Winter storms come. He speaks in common, not thinking the foreign man knew much of their tongue just yet. What man could aspire to be Lanzadoii and yet did not speak their language? Pah! Yaal'kali held back the scoff of objection and instead put on his Cheshire cat grin. Ready for march? A simple small talk seemed reasonable. After all, they were of the same band yet had not spoken one on one before today.