Dragoncrest Cliffs mortality

Another wolf was being sent to them. Word had spread, in the wake of Mireille’s last visit to their neighbours, to the pack where Requiem lived and belonged. Ruefully, Suzu wished it was her brother that they would send, returning to them so he might rejoin their family, but she’d been disappointed to hear it was some other wolf, instead.

She didn’t often patrol-frightened by the possibility of danger- but she did every so often, as she was instructed. The howl of the stranger caught her attention and she was drawn toward the Tangle, even though she now associated the place with devastating loss. 

The closer she got, the more she felt a lump rise in her throat. Her Grandmaman and Sobo slept here. She thought it was as somewhat callous of the newcomer to approach them from this horrible area, even if it was where the packs came closest together.

She had not expected him to be the same age as her. Another boy, who would likely tag along with Theo and Étienne. Selfishly, she’d hoped they might send a girl, someone for her to bond with. He would have to do, for the time being, she supposed. It was a step toward improving their relationship with the wolves from the Rise.

”Welcome to Sapphique,” She greeted, though she lacked some enthusiasm. She felt unsettled being in this area, and scanned the Tangle for any sign of danger. ”Come.” She said, keen to get him clear of the borders altogether.