Dragoncrest Cliffs get haunted

The scarred she-wolf approached and Haunt couldn't help but stare hungrily at the meat. Her instincts compelled her to dart forward and snatch what she could. But she overruled this base impulse, even if she couldn't do anything to stop the saliva that pooled in her mouth and began to drip from her jaws. The drool froze even as it dangled from her chops.

While her brother addressed their superior, Haunt did her best to wrench her attention to the conversation rather than the food which tantalized her. "Where is Kaertok?" she demanded suddenly, her voice sharp. He hadn't returned her call just now, much less appeared. And she hadn't seen a sign of him since her revival a few days ago. Had he taken her back home with him only to avoid and ignore her?

Artemis had led her to him but the goddess was gone now. And he might've saved her life, yet that didn't make up for abandoning her, then or now. Haunt suddenly itched for Arbiter to make her way here so she could kick his ass, once and for all. Hopefully she would let the kids get in a few swift kicks too.