Ravensblood Forest Bloody Tails of Hunting Union

His intake of surprise was not lost on the she wolf, but she ignored it. She nodded her head one sharp movement.

I have two piles. One for Sos and Atka, mostly Sos and then for the caches. Winter is coming. We should not be caught unaware.

She took a deep breath and nodded. My auntie said that this was a sacred place to Ragnar. And many more. That she had heard tales of witch's here.

She had smelled the scents. Had seen the paths of former footpaws even found small pieces of something worshipped and had left it be.