Blackfeather Woods jack the ripper

Not far off was the summoned northerner, on the trail of a fox that simply did not belong—though his tracking was cut short. A voice called to him, creating a task far more important than his current, thus they were swapped; he headed towards the source of the call, pausing but a few times. But when he arrived he quickly realised that his body had not propelled him quite as quickly as he’d hoped, for there was another soul present already: Relmyna.

Slowly, Kove came to a stop alongside his companion, at whom he cast a short glance of approval. His eyes were not permitted to linger on her for long, however, as his attention was drawn back to the stranger. “What’s your business here?” he asked, providing the words to match his packmate’s gaze.