Bramblepoint under pregnant skies she comes alive like miss leviathan

blue willow had been missing for some time. lasher knew that his mate was prone to wandering these days, but he had been pressed to go and look for her. fear gripped the man when his search turned up no trace of the dark woman. he did not allow himself to move far from the embrace of donnelaith, for his wolves were growing weaker each day.

it was with a grim heart and a seeking mind that he went down unto the place where he last met @Peregrine. the landscape was stripped; he found himself searching for the panther's scent in the thin shadows cast by bone-thin branches. perhaps blue willow had fled to the caldera -- lasher fought for composure, but this was the end, surely, of donnelaith.