What If There Were No Heavens?

Surreal watched as Glacier thought over her words, patient as ever. He was proving to be a good source of mental stimulation, and she did value what he had to say about this whole mess known as Sin. When he spoke next, she listened with rapt attention, taking in all he said. She nodded when he spoke of needing to stay truly neutral. She understood that. She intended to remain mostly neutral with Celestial; they would have alliances, of course. It would be foolish not to do so. Abaven was to be one, and Donostrea another. Despite Arian’s unease about Yfir, Surreal could see the benefits of at least securing some deal with the northern pack. The north had less in the way of prey and herbs. The plains, once under her rule, were a valued source of both.

His words about their members, and how they were not equipped for a war struck a chord in her. What would happen, if someone like Hellstrom decided Donostrea looked like an easy target? What would happen if they decided they wanted to expand? “In the future, when Celestial is going, I would like to offer help with that. My cousin, Kavdaya, is a fully trained healer. And I would be happy to help with training in fighting. True neutral you may be, but you need wolves who know what they’re doing out there if they must fight to protect Donostrea. And should anyone decide you look like a target, you will have Celestial’s aid in battle. You can count on it.” Her tone was firm, honest, her eyes sincere are she met his. She wasn’t going to toss away a friendship, just because he wasn’t one to take sides. If anything, it did indeed make her wish even more for a strong alliance.

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