Bitterroot Valley blood ties

@Veksar @Kaedra

it was some hours ago that he found his brother and revealed what he'd seen: the ghastly sight of kaedra. the walk from qeya river was tense. silent.

the quiet only fragmented by the ever persistent cawing of the raven. causing blackfell's face to drop into a scowl, a shared, annoyed glance aimed at veksar.

it is replaced with a more monotone expression as scents drift by. the waft of cold, frigid air in his face, carrying with it the lingering scent of their sister. blackfell unknowingly increases his pace, long legs eating up the ground.