Broken Antler Fen the nature of life is not permanence, but flux

the story that ruenna told of the auxilia made them quite a bit more mysterious than teya had recognized. while the pair had given her no feelings of worry, she wondered what their aims were, and found herself suspicious of how friendly they had been toward both packs.
but that was something for another time. she'd run it by eljay.
the word of the hour now was the saints, and teya felt herself sicken deep within. "brecheliant neutral about saints. they ask for medics. offer warriors."
with a lurch, the little raven hoped ruenna had not come to bring her secrets about kynareth.