Blacktail Deer Plateau death and all his friends

The spell was broken. Blue Willow and some unknown wolf blustered in, snapping Pura's concentration like a brittle bone. The titan squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head, irritated by the sound but too curious about their visitor to melt into the forest and wait. They might move him - or send him on his way. When they did, Pura would be there.

He stepped out of his hiding place and into view, moving to stand at Blue Willow's flank. Despite his size, Pura moved like a shadow, his vast paws floating over leaves and twigs. "Is he sick?" he asked, staring into the darkness at his future prey.