Witch's Marsh Ascend

OOC: On mobile and tending to my baby—will edit ASAP

Eshe went to the marsh without any explanation.—it was almost like fate guided her there. She sprinted and followed the trail of blood and scent left by her pack mate. She splashed through mud and dirt, tiring herself as she went.

Nothing could have prepared her for the scene she came across. Moss lay dead, a stranger hovering over her, a child wriggling at her breast. Although she didn’t know what had transpired, Eshe didn’t care. “Leave—that child belongs to my pack—our pack,” she demanded as she rushed forward, feeling the need to protect the child—it was the creek’s child, after all.

She howled for her packmates as she charged forward, requesting backup.