Ravensblood Forest I have followed mountain bears

A wolf approached from the foliage.

Tenebris drew his head up, sharp, surprised. The scent of blood had filled his nose. He had not noticed her, had not known that she was there. The wolf cursed himself for his carelessness, but there was nothing that he could do to remedy a mistake that had already been made. The man lifted his head and rested his gaze upon her chin.

I had not smelled the markings, I’m afraid.

The knight’s tone was dry, but he did not seem disingenuous.


I was only after a meal before moving on.