Redsand Canyon i wanna be your stone, love

death could be guaranteed in many ways. an ill-fated hunting expedition. a slip on rocky footing. a poorly timed leap across shallow ice. a mishandled meal. so many ways to provide an out from the exodus that was life.

but poison.. the corner of qiao's lips curled in a quiet smile. there are many herbs that do as you describe. the difficulty is handling them during such a process. many concoctions bear equal threat to their beholder. in any untimely demise, poison always leapt to the forefront of wolves' suspicious minds. all paws would point to her. it is better to do such things slowly over time. sap the drinker of its energy and strength, so an illness can gallop through and claim their lives. leaves our paws and our teeth clean.

the true question was -- what could be offered to qiao to make her the agent of ramesses' demise?