I've spoken of my thoughts to the circle, with- holding the part about the stranger lest Skjor worry I will no longer seek his counsel, and I was surprised to see them torn by it. Skjor and Aela are strong in the way of the beast, and even seemed to suggest that the hunting grounds would be their choice of afterlife, if it was truely a choice.
Vilkas seemed most troubled. The boy is as fierce as a sabre cat in battle, but his heart's fire burns too brightly at times. He felt deceived, and I don't blame him. Farkas didn't know what to think, but I believe he will come around with me and his brother eventually. He usually does.
I don't know what to do about Skjor and Aela. I know they respect the Companions, and me, but but they take to the blood more deeply than the rest of us.
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Kodlaks Journal
FanfictionHey. Me and my brother, Vilkas, got given this arfter Kodlak died. And I just thought I would put his story up on this site to - as Vilkas put it - preserve his memery.
