Emberwood There's no happy endings. [M]

"aww, hell, sadey! yew know i ain't no good with the leafy bullshit." colt spat a stream of birch juice into the grass, but the movement was quicker. a snake-strike versus a languid show of dismissal. a muscle in his jaw jumped and his voice was low with controlled rage.
womanizer. bastard. mean. colt was a lot of things but what he also wore was a burning aura of loyalty. sadey was his gang and now she'd been put to another's tooth. he would repay that.
reno. for now he ignored sadey's question. blackfurred wolf. big one too. "whereabouts did yew meet this gentleman?" he asked, looking downriver the way he thought she might have come. "i knew yew wouldn't've let no upstart pull one over on yew."
her wounds were fresh. that meant the other was still ripe for tracking.
but first he needed to get her somewhere safe. "anyway. yew know. reno's reticent. not sure if he wants to be a leader." he snorted and spat. "come on. hate t'say it, but we gotta seek out pack wolves fer this one."
natigvik.