Felltree Marsh Im trying to help

She fidgeted as she watched the scene unfold. Masque didn’t think she knew either one of them but she had so many questions. Why were they fighting? Why were they so close to the rise? Should she call for an adult to intervene?

Before she could decide, one of the wolves dropped to the ground. Masquerade sucked in a sharp breath, leaning forward. Even from here, she could see that his eyes were open. Yet he didn’t move. A cold feeling crept through the Toward’s veins when she realized he was dead.

The white she-wolf had killed him. Now she began to tug the corpse away as if she intended to feed on it. Alarm mixed with apprehension. Masque knew she needed to make the members of the rise aware of the threat, though her heart pounded as she realized she would make herself a target by calling.

They couldn’t let the killer get away with this. Wetting her dry lips, Masque stepped behind the tree and threw her head into the air, calling on the power of the rise, fellow youths included: @Avicus, @Prophet, @Augur, @Aventus, @New Snow, @Ashlar, @Ancelin, @Lilia, @Redd, @Bobcat, @Relic and @Reki.