On the road to Gwen Ystrat

[most_generous]

On the snow-clad slope north of the cleared road a dog barked, sharp and carrying in the cold air. And then as the High King [Aileron], moved by some instinct, signaled the halt, they heard the dog bark three times more, and every man in that company who knew dogs heard frantic joy in the sound

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[bannion_sight]

"I can tell you where he received those," Loren says quietly, as he comes beside Kim, facing the two kings.

"In battle, with Galadan. He defended Pwyll Twiceborn on the Summer Tree, against the Wolflord."

[most_generous]

Arthur, scratching Cavall's ears with one hand, watches Loren intently. "Before the Summer Tree?" Although the name of the tree has resonances from Arthur's other life, Arthur knows the tree of which Loren speaks. "You mean the battle named by Macha and Nemain?"

[bannion_sight]

This time, it's Kim who answers, drawing on that inner well of knowledge.

"Yes."

[most_generous]

"And I had more than enough reasons already to hate Galadan." Arthur touches the hilt of his sword. "We are hunting his wolves, are we not?"