Dragoncrest Cliffs the first casualty of war is innocence

Aw, shit.

The last thing he wanted to do today was speak about Heda, especially so close to the site of her demise. He'd expected the battle-hardened Blodreina to feel the same. But no, on she went, hurling accusations at a wolf Vercingetorix had never met and piecing a story together from scraps out of thin air.

Uh, I don't know; maybe? he answered, giving a noncommittal shrug. It doesn't seem right, though, for her to be so fucked up over a woman. Not to this extent, anyway.

But that was it, wasn't it? None of them really knew except Antumbra herself. Verx would have shielded her from any foe, but he was unable to protect her from the most deadly--herself. These blind suppositions and guessing games were just further salt in the wound.