Ravensblood Forest the tree who cried crimson

Last fall. Recent. Derg gestured towards the eastward mountains, sparing a mention of his reasonable Alpha’s intentions before divulging more context to the situation. So it was a pack conflict, in the aftermath of a war. Perhaps the attack had been one of crazed revenge, then, the attackers soured on Derg’s Alpha by their own group’s dissolution? Given Derg’s description, Finley found it doubtful that his “kind and fair” Alpha would have instigated the attack. Even if she’d been “trespassing,” it sounded as though the lands were no longer the attackers’ to claim.

Still, Finley had assumed wrongly of Derg’s capabilities and would not make the same mistake again. “Any idea what motivated the attack?” she asked. And are they still out there? was the silent follow-up, left unsaid; if Derg had lost his pack, Finley doubted he had any better idea of the attackers’ current status.