Bearclaw Valley [intruder] pack, pack, kill, kill

evien may not be one to attack on sight, but the same could not be said for the blackbird.

furious as she strode along the red path, astara’s form bore down upon the two of them — a decree of wrath writ clear across the dark mantle of astara’s face.

no mercy then, for shisu or her arrogant daughter — the blackbird traveled keen as a blackened arrow towards faustus.