Redtail Rise ms. found in a bottle

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the howl is not a welcome one to her ears.

she comes down from the rendezvous, down through the hills like a summer storm cloud, hackles raised and fur cresting along her spine. 

it had been Typhon, the newcomer, signaling his departure. and without even a word to her!

she herself calls for @Prophet, the addressee of that farewell. he'd been the one to recruit the man, she knew, but Avicus isn't sure if he's anything to do with his withdrawal as well. her eyes snap along the horizon, looking for the erstwhile Blod.

but he'd been gray as a rock; he might have been any one of the boulders dotting the plains.