Lost Creek Hollow crows remember human faces

though law had hoped that the sound of his voice rising through the tress would be enough to draw treason out to the borders he is, instead, met with a middling mix of disappointment and thinly veiled curiosity as he realizes that this male wears treason's scent thickly upon his pelage. the arching of the stranger's tail tells law that he's the alpha and dokuga humbles himself by adjusting his posture to be appropriately submissive. the past was the past and while he might've been a usurper in the recent past he has no actual issue with hierarchy.

i'm looking for my sister. her name is treason. law tells the scarred man. my name is law dokuga. he offers his own name in the breath that follows her name ( or rather, the name he knew her as ).