Silver Moraine Dark clouds, dark skies, bad weather

I was already planning on tossing her in this lol! She’s welcome to just be lurking in the background

Redd knew that Wealda should not be leaving but she also knew it was not her place to correct this.  The only wolf she had ever seen her mother defer to was the Hælend, but this to Redd was natural somehow because of his low station.  He posed no threat and could be easily turned to submission if the cause came.  Yet his knowledge to the pack was valuable, if nothing more than a bizarre mystery to her.  She preferred blood to flowers.

It was blood she found today when she found Avicus.  She’d followed to ensure no harm came, but she’d intended to remain back and out of direct sight.  When she scented the other wolf and his injured state she moved in closer, both in curiosity and in the instinctual defensiveness it inspired.  There was a higher risk of danger here.

She rumbled, a low question in the sound for Wealda to answer.  What needed done with this discovery?