Redtail Rise and a five pointed dagger

She listened quietly, keen to know what Ancelin knew of the Redtails and their movements. To the best of her knowledge, the youngest still prowled the Rise, and Avicus had left the borders, as well as Redd whose presence came as a surprise to Lilia. She hadn’t heard that Redd had come back, which was odd. Typically, Augur communicated with her when a new wolf joined or when someone returned. The news hadn’t come from him.

She was confused about Masque and why the Ulfr had cried out in pain if Ancelin hadn’t been the one to inflict it. She felt some concern, naturally, and wondered if it had something to do with the crack taken to their skull when fighting off that loner. 

She felt her heartbeat flutter to know that Ancelin had told Avicus that if she wanted Wealda that she should come and take it. She frowned and sighed deeply. Things were only getting more difficult, but she could feel her mate’s frustration. 

”Fuck Avicuth,” She spat. ”She walked out, thtepped down, bailed on huh kidth an’ they thtill lick huh ath the moment she cometh back.” She complained, shaking her head. ”She’th not a leaduh, she’th a negligent, abandoning tyrant.”

For a moment, she silently considered what might happen next, and shook her head. [b]”Mathque an’ the kidth detherve better.”[/b]