~Blood in the Moonlight~

EIRA

The Shadowfang camp was restless, and so was I. As the sun dipped below the tree line, the air thickened. Fires crackled low in their pits, throwing restless shadows across the clearing. Wolves paced the perimeter, claws scraped against the packed dirt, ears kept twitching toward every sound in the forest. Even the pup that are, usually noisy after supper, stayed quiet, sensing what the adults would not voice aloud.

I tried to keep my hands busy. I started ...