you do nothing to further our people. words were like a dagger that twists. he must have known his venom would poison a furious rage. & what of fen'harel ? instantly he placed the wolf under the spotlight, shedding from his own guilt, his own regret. ❝ and what have you done for our people, dread wolf ? ❞ the way he said his name with a long spiteful drawl , dripped in malice. he drives a hateful spear , taunting him. ❝ i wonder would they still see you as their saviour if they found out about all things you've done. for our people , of course, ❞ he chuckles dangerously. ❝ is that what you tell yourself? does the lies make it easier. ❞ underneath all that anger, that bitterness he holds for fen'harel, there was disappointment. he was obstinate that he can still find his way back to him. ❝ all will be forgiven. you will find peace by my side and together we can do so much for our people. if only your damn pride would allow it. ❞