Ocean's Breath Plateau give me a scotch, i'm starving

"nor have i," lasher muttered, for he truly had not seen such widespread devastation. his eyes alit on stark for a long moment and his features arranged themselves into a pensive expression. donnelaith was in need of new bodies, yes, but more wolves meant more mouths to feed. yet in a short while would osprey be delivered of her children and would require more sustenance to keep her milk flowing and rich. 

"where will you go?" lasher inquired softly.