A Trying Chapter [Theory]

can't smell the roses

Theory hadn't slept well since Corvus had told her of the impending raid. When she heard the call ring out across the clear night air she was able to ready herself immediately. Alouette peered down from between the branches of a nearby tree and rifled her wings. Theo motioned towards the source of the noise and Lou flew out ahead to scout. The young alpha took her time following after her companion. Lou spotted an unfamiliar white wolf and monkey waiting at the border then wheeled back to report. Her wings sliced neatly through the darkness, bringing her back to Theory in record time. She sighed as the raven chattered back her report. More strangers. More unease.

She arrived to greet Drifa with a tight smile. Was this Winterfell's envoy? It was obvious she hailed from the north, from her coloring to the distinct scent of Acere's pack. "Let me guess. You have news, and it's not good?" Theo said, her eyes narrowing only light. She specifically didn't invite her to cross the border and kept a leery eye on the female's companion. They had been allies, hadn't they? It all still felt like a slap in the face.

when they wilt in my hands