Lust for the Crimson, Crave for the Ruby

Raven had heard the sounds of snarling and scuffling, and dropped the bit of plants she had collected to draw closer to her Naturalist trade, only to dash into the mist of a fight. One wolf, a russet, she didn't recognize. The second wolf..The ebony one,..she saw exactly who he was. Fear shook her body, and she released a whine that her previous mentor would have probably sneered at.
It was Slade...
Her Uncle. The very uncle who had tried to kill her in his psychopathic meltdown in the kingdom he ruled.

"Sl..Slade?"

As much as she wanted to hate him, she couldn't find herself performing such a emotion. This was the only family member that she had seen in the last 2 years.

As though she were entranced, she began to walk closer and closer to the fight, trying to ensure that this was him, that this was the man she could still call family.