#baronyofthesilverwolf

"I think one of the other holds took the Cap kid into their keeping"

"And Joe's not as tough a kid as you, I mean, he worked for a bad guy. Then tried to turn it around"

"It didn't seem so bad. Like, no rules, no laws, do whatever I want. ....I mean, s'long as I don't get CAUGHT. That part of being a bad guy seemed to suck."

"You rreally gonna take the easy way out and take on guys even more ignorant and lost than I was? Bunch of clueless centaurs, some of them kids? "

Her eyes narrow a bit, but she thinks about it. "It makes sense to go after 'em. Like wolves, you gotta pick out the weakest of the herd. That's how you find prey. But you make it sound... nevermind." She shakes her head. "Trolls don't get it. You're all, 'oh, I'm strong, I have to be noble 'bout it. Ever stop to think that might makes right?"

"Yeah, but then I realize all that does is set up a system where someone stronger and more powerful than me gets to do what they want to me. Like how Calanthe treats folks because she can sometimes"

She might hold a ggrudgge for that dictum

"I... you..." SCOWL. "That's NOT the same!"

"How's it not? She's got spells that gives her might over me..." A shrug "So if might makes right.. .she gets to bully me. I don't like that. So I prefer might FOR right"

"It's all nice to think, "oh, I'm powerful, I can be wise and gracious and only fight people that are strong. But you think a wolf is gonna pass up on a wounded doe just 'cuz it's not nice to pick on the weak? And don't go tellin' me it's because they're animals that don't know better. You don't know what it's like to be hungry. Maybe if you have ENOUGH power, you can pick and choose. But when you're scrapin the bottom, you can't afford to be nice."

She ponders this, "That's... true. I have been hungry, really hungry, but that feels like a long time ago annd it's NOT tied to my dream like I guess it is to yours. So... the powerful should use their might for right, those without have to use might to get by? I'm.. not sure I like it, but I can see your point," A look at her friend "You're getting more powerful though. You got your teeth back. You still wield wicked knives! Hell, in a few years you might be as tough as that Dirk guy"

She puffs up at that. "Yeah, I do okay here. They don't let me go without. But... you'll get it better after you get your name remembered. I remember old times, old dreams, of blood and hunts..." A feral look in her eyes, but distant for a moment as she looks back. Then it passes.

"You think? It WAS kickass how you almost beat him at Pennons. If you hit harder, you might could actually win next year, instead of just waiting him out for five minutes. It's almost cheatin' that you have built in Oakenshield, but it's not because it's just part of you. That's bitchin'."

a grin at the praise in return, "Well, we'll both get bad ass. Linnae and Dancia tell me I can't rely on my gift too much. There are trolls that are stronger than me, to be sure! I mean, that Dagmar girl? She could stop me just by putting me in a in a grapple. " A curious look then "You remember hunts of old? No wonder you must like the wild hunts"

"Maybe when you remember you'll remember hunts too. And we can hunt together. That wouldn't be so bad."

"Nope" A look at her, "Hey, the dogs are what I like, but you like em too. I mean, they LIKE me, they obey me, but you're like part of their pack" A bit of wistful envy "Am I in the way? I mean, one day they migght need a master of hounds here, and I never asked if you wanted that job. I just knew I liked the dogs, and...felt too heavy for the horses. "

"Shit, no. That would be WORK. You gotta stick around. You weren't thinking of leaving were you?"

A grin "Nah. I don't think so. I like the Baron and..well," A shrug "Marigold is special. And I have school friends, and a boyfriend." A look at the redcap as if summing her up , then dead pan "You're tolerable" and a smile slips out juuust a bit

Briar SNORTS. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go see the dogs. I promised them a run today. Wanna see if you can keep up?"

"Long legs should be good for SOMETHING" and she follows Briar

"Something been chewing up those bones you left out." Briar mentions. "And before you ask, it wasn't me. Good thinking there. More foxes means more game in the future."

"It worked?" A grin "Huh. " So she's soft hearted. "Yeah, annd tracking foxes is good testing for Glass. She's getting really good!"

"Not until winter though." Briar says, sternly, then quickly adds. "I'm not soft or nothin! That's when they got the best pelts is all. No point in hunting when they're all raggedy, and the little ones ain't big enough for nothing."

Gwen ponders this "You should honor the hunt and respect your prey. Sounds like you do that.. in a bad ass oh god oh ggod a redcap is after me' kind of way"

"I guess it's more badass to say you beat up something strong. You can't really brag honestly about being a bully." Did Gwen actually get through to her?

"Unless it's like, an entire PACK! Like if I stomped a squirrel, big deal. But if it was a hundred blood thirsty squirrels? And then I could make a necklace of their heads, with little fangs!"

Maybe, maybe not.

A smile anyway "The squirrels had it coming" Sage nod

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