Iktome Plains And all the storms you've been chasin'

Ripping asunder the meal he caught, the Bull is freed once more. Shadewood Keep’s walls have fallen—time and time Cry proves himself unfit to follow his teachings, and in the end, the pack itself dissolved into chaos. Befitting, for the Bull came to these Wilds with the simple intentions of causing disorder. Alas, he is finally onto the next journey.

Massive jaws chomp upon the bird, devouring it slow in attempts to savor the taste while the waves crash in the distance, and the sun setting over the horizon.