Wapun Meadow garrote

he let out a breath. "it's good to see you." merrick looked into the fierce eyes of the tige-wolf, let himself recall how their bodies had clashed. but the moment was given to blood, drenched in it.
he said no more, only lengthened his stride to catch up with the raven and rosina's battered body sleighed along.
buoyed by donovan's company, merrick turned his sight toward easthollow and was consumed with rage.