1/29/2026, 11:54 PM
eidola was pretty, the look in her purple eyes charming torgar in spite of himself. for now pain remained too raw to think of anything beyond each minute, but in time it would return to him. for now the eivorsson boy was enjoying himself, sharing in the time after the vigil with a member of dawnbreak.
that eidola had declined did not bother torgar, who felt his own face heat at her recognition of his intended talents.
especially not a woman. torgar had been raised by an effortlessly dominant mother and prized that now in leaders, in companions. still, he would not press. instead the young wolf blinked.
courage, summoned.
that eidola had declined did not bother torgar, who felt his own face heat at her recognition of his intended talents.
perhaps,he said with a gruffness he hoped made him sound manly and not mean,
but i have learned also not to underestimate my opponent.
especially not a woman. torgar had been raised by an effortlessly dominant mother and prized that now in leaders, in companions. still, he would not press. instead the young wolf blinked.
i am looking for a den. a small cave would do.
courage, summoned.
would you care to help me, eidola?
