Lake Rodney there's no such thing as a hero
Pack Activity  February 13, 2019, 11:54 AM
@Percival sorry this took so long! short post to kick us off

When night bathed the wilderness in ebony shadows, the reaper prowled from the weald's undergrowth and stalked into the darkness. Large paws barely left a dent in the snow's surface, drifting over the pearled crystals and slinking toward the lake's rippling surface.

The beast hungered tonight.

If I cannot bend Heaven,
I will raise Hell.