Redtail Rise hyacinth

A call, abrupt and urgent.

Raven step is upon the scene as fast as he can manage. He finds his Ulfhedinn and Treow—the latter, collapsed in the spring grass. She has something in her mouth and ruminates on it like a deer; a weak, newborn fawn, bedded in the undergrowth.

The sight is heartbreaking. The gentle exuberance she beamed with is drained from her ghostly form.

He draws near with a sympathetic whine, ears splayed as he timidly sniffs the girl to investigate what is wrong.