Barrow Fields Bramble shark

The flick of her tail against his nose surprised him. Swordfish shook his head, trailing after the girl with a dissatisfied glower. She seemed keen enough. He believed her when she said she knew a place where the seals would sunbathe. The large sea creatures had the same penchant for laziness as the hunter. Stretching out in the sand with the sun warming his bones - Swordfish could think of no better way to spend his time.

Who’s yer ma? In Sapphique. Er-Erzulie?

Were any of them still alive? Swordfish did not know much about what had happened to his home after the bear attack. He knew that the beast had taken lives but he had never known how many. When forced to confront his homesickness, the young wolf could only claw his way out of the dark chasm by assuming they had all died.