~ TARKYN ~
Battle never ceases to be ugly. There was no world in which a male could live that war would not be little more than wanton destruction. But despite his grief for the necessity of war, it was with fierce satisfaction that Tarkyn observed that these fucking Tigers weren't prepared.
They had arrogantly—and almost rightly—believed no one would expect them to quarter themselves so close to their chosen enemy. Full of their own cleverness, and likely lulled into a false sense of security by the bears who were powerful in a fight, they'd let themselves believe they wouldn't be touched.
Pride comes before a fall.
Or, perhaps, arrogance comes before the pack.
While they'd intended to fight, it was soon clear that the Tigers weren't accustomed to fighting in numbers.
