Like a warning, the smell of blood clung to the wind.
Raven's breathing was shallow as she leaned her back against the rough tree bark. The forest floor was streaked with silver as the moonlight passed through the leaves overhead. Kael squatted down next to her, his amber eyes glancing into the darkness.
"We're close," he muttered, his voice tense. There has been activity from the rogues. I sense it.
Raven gripped the dagger fastened to her thigh and nodded. She didn't have to say anything since her instincts were screaming and her heart was already racing. There was a problem. Absolutely incorrect.
From the edge of Silverfang's domain to the dim edges of the Dead Hollow, a location that hadn't been explored in decades, they had traced the path of death and devastation.
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