Redtail Rise israfel

she silently mouths Masque's name for the place, and nods. the only one to balk is Carrion, and her eyes dart toward the brown shape—no, two. the twins are fleeing—Mulherin, perhaps, only in vain pursuit, to comfort.

still. . .she knows their loyalties are torn. her own are frayed.

lehh' go, Avicus says. she begins the descent from the ridge toward the neighboring territory, feeling a heavy weight sink toward the bottom of her belly.

it's possible she may not return. at least not as master of the place.