Ravensblood Forest yon lanmè nwa

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Distant cries had the Captain slink through the woods until he came upon a grisly scene. Both the flanks of the red bitch and the darkling rippled eerily, and as a slimy, squalling thing emerged from the mass of bodies, he realised what was going on. 

For a long moment he stood unmoving at the edge of the gathering, chest tightening in something akin to fear. He remembered the crow's words, and felt woefully unprepared. They weren't his kids! But they were being born on his soil, and by proxy that made him some sort of estranged father figure, whether he liked it or not. "Don' let 'em die," he hissed in the direction of Hex as the man let loose a call for the others, and paced impatiently at the fringes.

His eyes sought Meredith. She was a woman. She would know what to do.