Ravensblood Forest I ran all night and day.

Sorry for the wait!!!

Eartha's vision tunneled. She saw little else but the boy, his sniveling body twisting on the ground, his lips parted in a pathetic snarl. Her self-righteous fury spurred her onward onto the male. He provided no resistance, and she bowled him over. 
Did you think that you could just leave? Eartha pulled herself upward and placed a paw on the boy's face, pushing it further into the dirt. That we would just let you leave? That I would? She never considered herself a selfless woman. Her purpose for sending Kingsley out here, for tracking Alizarin all the way here, was for her personal benefit. To uphold her code. The boy was a potential break, a sign of her weakness within her own vision. She could not forgive herself if the boy went without justice, her justice. 

If it weren't for his boisterous voice, she doubted that she would have noticed that Kingsley was there at all. Questions began to flood her mind, but she pushed them away. No time for that. Hold him, she commanded. His punishment would be long and the scars would remain on his skin for the rest of his life. No doubt Lynford had something else in mind, but until then Eartha would dole out her punishment. Mutiny was treason. Betrayal to her and her code, one that all those who joined with her had to adhere to. Lest she chase them down and tear them apart, as she proved now.