Lost Creek Hollow A queen and her ruined castle

Ash Paw didn't know all that had transpired, but the clan lay in pieces shattered at her feet. 

Harbingers of SOS had trickled in and stolen the small peace ATKA had lay, and yet it was deserved in someway. She knew this. You couldn't sow discord  in the name of another and not expect SOS to deliver upon his cold promises to you. 

There must always be balance in the world and the current wolves had not allowed proper balance. They had kept secrets and snuck around and now look.

 Remnants of a battle not even physically fought lay in pieces and there was a great sundering.

Ash Paw lifted tawny head, blue eyes to the sky saying prayers to both. Then she methodically took herself around the packlands in search of herbs and she would need to do some hunting. They needed to fill caches.