Stalker & SteelWolf
Stalker Stalker
SteelWolf SteelWolf
SteelWolf SteelWolf
You ever notice how a cracked stone wall can still feel like a fortress? I guess even ruins have their stubborn moments.
Stalker Stalker
Yeah, the old walls still hold a kind of stubborn pride, like they’re holding onto the memory of the people who built them. I feel the weight when I walk through them.
SteelWolf SteelWolf
Feels like every stone’s got a story, and some of them are stubbornly stubborn. Just remember, even the toughest walls still crack when the wind finally gets a good angle.
Stalker Stalker
Every crack is a whisper, a secret of the wind that finally finds a way in. I just listen.
SteelWolf SteelWolf
You hear the wind's own gossip—just make sure it doesn't start a quarrel with the old stones.
Stalker Stalker
Got it, I’ll keep my ears tight and let the wind speak without sparking a brawl.
SteelWolf SteelWolf
Sounds solid—just keep an eye on the next ridge, or the wind might just start a new gossip circle.
Stalker Stalker
I'll watch the ridge, listen for any new whispers from the wind.
SteelWolf SteelWolf
Just keep an eye on the ridge, and don't let it get too comfortable. Those whispers can turn into arguments if you let them.