Duck Lake lord and one day i come home to find

as thorn walked besides ruenna, the pair made their way up the slight ascent that marked the first range before arrow lake. thorn’s expression seemed to only cloud as ruenna spoke, elaborating on the true reasons she had been driven from the creek. 

if what she said was true (which thorn believed wholly she was) then the affairs of the creek were worse off than he suspected. 

he grunted as he he pulled himself over a ledge, considering all that had been told. a wolf that does not honor his vows is not a wolf worth being honored. he affirmed, turning his head slightly to view his svelte comrade. but i think i met the woman you speak of.