User blog:Jett Nightstar/Gelroth the Fierce

==Prologue== It was midsummer at the holt of Tagrith Sharktooth but there wasn't the accustomed laughter and merriment, instead there was only a hushed expectancy. The two otters, Tagrith Sharktooth and Gelroth Sparr faced each other, grave brown eyes of the father staring into the cold, deep blue eyes of his son.
 * "I said leave! I don't want to see yer face again 'til yore ready to show some respect. Yore a disgrace to the holt. Now be off wi' ye!"

Gelroth smiled coldly, "Yes, father dearest. As you wish!" he turned abruptly and walked along the shore, twirling his sling nonchalantly. Tagrith watched him until he was out of sight around the cliff then turned toward his wife, Wavebloom and they went back to the caves of their holt tears streaming down their faces.