Ravensblood Forest mummy don't know

there is a soft spike of suspicion within the dreadfather's breast then; wondering if the druids were the only 'priestly' wolves 'round these wilds. a moment was taken to weigh whether they desired to be honest or not. i have, they speak. but the druids have not been there for many and more moons. just them.

i was the last to leave when it was apparent they would not return.

guilt gnaws at them but they banish it quickly.

perhaps i will stay past winter. it is hard to know how life will yet play out. perhaps they would be called elsewhere; this was not something they were able to discern in the here and now. not without consulting their reading bones ...and even then the spirits of the commanders did not always know the true path.