Herbalists' Cache cen

it was war.
sun-soaked dawn above a blood-stained battlefield. meleys lives. sun eater lives. and only one pup remains.
dark fang inhales violent breath and roars. a bellow into the sky, a bellow of lanzadoii rage, of lanzadoii despair. dey will all die! his roar is one of great anger.
in it, he fails to see the truth. stumbling forwards upon wounded shoulder, eyes lashing wildly for his brother. wounded, now, more; his condition had already been that of glass dolls in a shop.
bodies scatter. what keeps dark fang from launching after the treacherous lanzadoii being the greater threat that looms in the distance. the false wolves would come for sun eater.
meleys, dark fang rasps, head tilting like a wild thing, crimson eyes wide as if peeled open forcefully. the whites of his eyes gone blank. where is- a confusion brought on by madness. he can see only red as he searches for his sister.
the cries of lonesome child in the den consuming.