The deer hovered by the trees beyond as the sounds of the ravening wolves came to them across the grass, their own senses almost frozen in impotent horror.

To you, Fell. Can't you feel it? Inside you, as it lies inside all the Lera. Know thyself, wolf.

Now go away, or I'll get my friends the Bats to bite you.

Stones are raw, they blunt my paw, but words will never hurt me.

Life itself is dispare, so we must make darkness our ally

Man, who thinks he knows everything. But what does man know...Man cares only for himself, in his fear and hate.

And, Kar, love is not a commandment, it is a need, as real as eating.