RETH
He and Behryn had talked in circles around the Bears and what to do there. In the end, Reth reluctantly agreed to have Avaline scouts looking for the wolves, but an emissary would also be sent.
"I'm pretty sure I know the right soldier, who won't poke Gawhr, but will have the confidence to ask the right questions," Behryn said. "And he's not mated yet, so if things do go wrong…" he trailed off and Reth growled in his throat.
It was a sick truth of war that they would always try to put those without mates or families in the first line of fire. Reth despised the cold-hearted nature of their decisions. And yet, Anima were going to die. Where it was within his control he would see as few others impacted by that as possible.
Raking a hand through his hair, he grimaced. Sometimes ruling made him sick.
"Just make sure he knows all the right questions to ask," Reth graveled. "I don't like the feel of this. Things are too quiet."
