Ravensblood Forest mummy don't know

tags for reference but ATTN: @Violante and/or @Vagabond

their steps follow in the fading trail of @Ash Paw; curiosity gripping them along with the instinctive urge to seek shelter. at least for the winter. they were not friends, the dreadfather and the ashen pawed woman ...but they weren't enemies either. at least, not at the moment, and out of the others that has come across them ( unusual as it is ), she is the one who has crossed paths with them more than once.

the pack scent ashpaw carries upon her pelage grows stronger until the border smell of urine marking the borders becomes almost nose burning.

it is so different than their island; which has been a change from ingram's birthplace.

a place to work on their rituals and ride out the winter; they affirm in their mind. a place to wait for their nightwife's return, where she will not return to wasted mortal flesh. obsession and devotion had a very thin, very transparent line ...but survival; primal and archaic holds strong.

their steps stop: a respectable distance away. a howl rises: for their leader(s).