Swiftcurrent Creek I long to be loyal

Bazi nodded, gazing ahead into the distance. They were close to the creek now - the point at which it intersected with the borders was too wide and too deep to make fishing easier, but it thinned towards the center of the pack lands.

"He murdered a babe for his 'gods' - a cougar's child, admittedly, but still a defenseless child," she told Jace, "I know it wouldn't have survived on its own, and it wouldn't be smart to raise a cat in a pack, I know... but the idea that someone would go so far as to sacrifice life, any life, for a figment of their imagination, it just fills me with.." Her voice grew angry, even fierce, and she had to take a moment to compose herself. Eventually, Bazi breathed a sigh, softening her face into an expression of worry. "Dread. Dread for what the might be capable of."