Lake Rodney But the blood in your heart never dries

more drama is more better ;D

Head lifted when another wolf approached, one with her head held high who carried a particular scent he didn't recognise much. Charon had never been very interested in the pack to the south, perhaps one of the only packs in the region that he hadn't actually asked at about Lazarus. Hadn't even considered it.

She asked if he was looking for something, and he wondered if she knew anything about these bloody remains. And so, unsure whether Lazarus was dead still, he asked, "Do you know what happened here?" He held his breath, hoping that the answer would have something to do with Lazarus' presumed death.