Kintla Flatlands But what happens when the raven's wings break, mother?

Ink sat in absolute silence, the haunting images of her newborn sisters being crushed underneath the jaws of flipping Seasong. Her silver eyes shimmered, and her ears lay back against her head. Her shoulders bristled and her tail lashed. Damn him! Murderer! Murderer... When she was leading her own pack, she would slaughter him. Murder his fucking face off!{Quote Until Dawn} Her jaw quivered with anger and her eyes glistened with blood-lust. Little Barkmay....she was dead. Little Barkmay that looked like her was gone....forever. She grabbed a stick between her jaws and snapped it in half. He would die.