The Heartwood I'm gonna run this nothing town

@Abaddon
@Death


Desolation. As she explored the southern reaches of what would someday be her domain, barring the already established packs- she would allow Donovan to handle diplomatic relationships- she stumbled upon a blight of the landscape. Fire's touch was much more obvious here than the prairie she had encountered Hela. The heat of the high summer sun made the Ashen woods smell stronger, charcoal trees threatening ominously to ignite again. Skeletal remains, charred and mummified, dotted the blackened landscape, and plumes of dust stirred behind her pawsteps. Her shoulder was almost completely healed, an unsighly scar mostly hidden by the crook of her neck. 
Her evaluation of the domain was cursury- there was little here of interest to her. So she continued forward, searching, for more Allies, for more territory, more power.