Blacktail Deer Plateau ghost.exe

Snarls and grunts drew Raleska to the scene, which by now was something not even she, a wolf of many ghastly sights, had the stomach to envision. A coyote, draped over her fallen packmate. Eating -- eating?

Raleska's eyes flew open in horror, a snarl of fury unleashed from her dark gums. She lunged towards the coyote at a belligerent pace, careless of her own health as she flung herself to Harps' aid, praying against hope she was not as dead as she seemed.