Sister of War

Éldi held the corner of the deer hide taught while his raven finished tying the knot of sinew to keep the hide stretched. It took a great deal of time and work to turn the hide into something soft and pliable. His recent bedding had been soaked and damaged in the rains so he was eager to get the hides replaced. The old man busied himself, focused on his work until a bellowing call sounded for Eltrys. He felt his stomach sink. A pack challenger. Éldi sighed. It would be just his luck to find a pack and get settled in only to have it pulled out from under his paws. But if that were the case why then would the gods lead him here in the first place? Was it to be some type of lesson or message? Wasn't he getting a bit old for that?

Making sure the hide was set he called for his companions and gathered up his armor and weaponry. He didn't know who challenged and had no idea if the gathering crowd would get hostile. He'd seen enough disputes and maims erupt around a challenge to be prepared either way. He arrived to the gathering, noting the faces and mix of pack scents. Noting Bae-Syl he moved to sit down next to the man to watch what would happen as the two wolves began to fight.