Felltree Marsh It can turn your heart black

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Adlartok was seething by the time they had left the pack lands, but he fought to tamper it down. This was not about him or the insufferable attitude that @Arashi always had where he was concerned. The only thing that kept him here was Fury and Sovereign and Arlette. Far as he was concerned. There was no love lost between the two bastards, and he'd kill the man just as much as look at him, but he minded himself.

Besides all to quickly his mind went to the new matters, and he immediately went on the hunt. He hadn't been lying when he had said he was a fair tracker. It had taken a little while to find the first decent trail, but once he had. It led him here.

And here was where he stopped and froze, fear striking his heart as the scent became overwhelming. Scents of death, blood and bile.

What the fuck.... He whispered, he turned golden eyes to the other leader, all issues forgotten as the sharp smell of metallic hit his nostrils and with it came the distinct musk of Sovereign.

He moved forward as boldly as he could, though he kept his ears alert, swiveling and eyes moving to and fro, looking for something, anything that was her, but he didn't see her body laying anywhere, which was a good thing? For now.