Beneath a Bloodred Sky (IVORY RIDGE)

She felt fangs around her neck, pressing in against her windpipe when suddenly…. they stopped, she felt the massive form of the other woman slump on top of her and she grinned.

"Well done, Wolf." Rœkia slipped out from under the other, wincing as she drew her injured leg close to her body. She turned to gaze down at Karabela for a moment with a grin on her face. "You want answers then perhaps you should ask dear aunty Aserlín that is assuming you surv-"

"Rœkia! The others are finding their way around, if we're going to move we must do it now!"

Rœkia's eyes narrowed as she glanced up at Wolf. "Then we'll go through the secret pass, through ever little nook and cranny we can and loose them in the bowels of this land." She took once last glance at Karabela and grinned. "In regards to your mother, have Dag send my regards."

Gathering her bag she sprinted through another crevice, too small and narrow for the larger wolves to follow her, wincing at the incredible pain of her broken leg but adrenaline was surging hot and coursing through her veins and she ran on, intent on making her escape.

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