Quote Witchety Grub:<br/>Draekin's locks his gaze upon the Fem, still and deep. "Are you so desperate, then, to feel my touch again?" he asks, his words quiet but no less biting for that. "It will not be as gentle as you remember, my mate."<br/><br/>Draekin shifts, stretching his back as an old man might, turning his attention once more to the Mystic. "This is foolishness, Kiitani," he says, "and you should not permit it. The Pack has suffered enough losses, it can ill afford yet another wasted life, another sacrifice to your vanity." Draekin gestures expansively, drawing in the crowd, speaking as much to them as to the Mystic. "I have merely stated what many of the People have long thought, what the Spirits of many have long told them is true; that there is a natural order to the World - an order we ignore at our peril."