Ravensblood Forest Death and all her friends

Not usually was the little warrior late. Not usually did they have visitors - a raging fire-pit everyone got dragged down in. She had just returned from a scouting mission when she scented it - smoke in the air, intoxicating minds and spreading hatred. Her heart skipped a beat. The steel-like scent of blood was not present, but the Blackfeather Fuckers were certainly back for more. They had tasted the flesh of the innocent and were not about to retreat. Mother carried babies, a friend carried babies, but Chusi was not a child anymore. As rightful heir, she would not allow anyone to get hurt today. A child-like thought was to restore the broken bonds, talk it out. Little did she know that that was not how the world worked. Some were beyond repair.

She joined her sisters and brothers, her family, standing tall and quite proudly near her parents. Her livid, ochre-eyes were placed on the ones who had hurt them - had come for their blood. Even a boy younger than herself had joined the Fuckers - did he not know better?! He reminded her of someone... She dared not speak - hardly breathed as the fire roared. Today was not going to be the day they fall.