Ravensblood Forest but you don't know what hell you put me through

It appeared Caiaphas' false commiseration only further served to incense the female -- she watched the cream hued creature blandly in the manner of some indigent reprobate, her posture listless yet her tongue pressed quick against her sharp little teeth in barely concealed restraint.

She tilted her head to the side in the manner of a jester, her ears comical as they flapped uselessly against her narrow skull. "Oh, where?" She thought for a moment, no doubt infuriating Danica further with the length of the process. "Ahhh, I remember now." Her complexion seemed to brighten as if she were struck by some goading and delightful idea, and she inched closer -- the fawn entirely forgotten.

"Those filthy poltroons over at Stavanger Bay found him, and the alpha said something about offering the corpse in some heathen ritual." Her needly voice reached a pitch of obnoxiousness and she returned Danica's outward aggression with a crinkle of her lips in delight. "Sorry lot, those folks."

CAIAPHAS
"how does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?"