Silvertip Mountain and it’s sad to know that we are not alone

Vesta too had come to watch the prisoner, though a little late to the job, it seems. 
Merrick walking toward the wolf with malevolence well attuned to, it stirred a bloodlust in Vesta, and she too started forward like a sinister shadow to the aid of her Bruinking. 

As Merrick lunged, though, she stopped, watching intently, curious and itching to join. Yet she would wait for the invite from Merrick to see if she too could become baptized in blood.