Felltree Marsh Can I join the pack?

augur had not returned to the marsh since he had dragged the dead woman through it.

he was superstitious in his own way, or perhaps the memory of death unnerved the hunt-leader.

with many children in the rise and the caches low, his patrols had doubled. his yellow eyes watched the stranger who bore meat.

augur knew he could take it. but he showed himself in a casual way, head lifted and expectant against the wind.