Ravensblood Forest looking up from underneath

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While there were still countless corners to explore within his unofficially claimed land, Bane often found himself more interested in mapping out the surrounding territories to the Raven's Watch. The arctic beast didn't usually mind the company of @Eros. In fact, he cherished it in secret, so the child was often dragged along in Bane's journeys regardless of his opinion.

This time the winds were pulling westwards, around the mountain that served as a wall for Bane's claim. The rains did not matter to him, he had never been stopped by a storm nor would that change anytime soon. But what did manage to halt Bane's advance was the faintest of smells, characteristic of a pack's claim, with which he came across. With his nose flat on the ground Bane followed the track up to a forest guarded by it's very own sentinels: Trees high like Bane could have never imagined a tree to be, warning off any visitors with their eminence. Bane simply couldn't resist breaking in.

Things would have continued to be mysterious and exciting hadn't someone broken the silence of the forest with a howl. It felt like a crime to profane such stillness in such a way, for the place was a clearly a ghost of it's previous glory. He could see the signs and pieces of  gone inhabitants as he trotted his way up to the caller, and when he did reach her he slowed down to a stop at a measured distance. They seem to be long gone, he explains, noticing her resistance to invade. Did you know them?

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