What You Don't Know

Destruction rose that morning with one wolf in particular on her mind. The black furred wolfess exited her den, stretching out each leg one by one. She was no fool, and when she had caught the scent of Bane on the she wolf's coat she suspected that he was the father to her litter. Though she could be mistaken, and the only way to find that out was to ask her. Not that Destruction wished to tarnish her reputation. No... she merely wished to speak with her about Bane... and find out some information.

It was still early, so most of Seracia's wolves would still be asleep. Destruction quietly went to Tahlia's den, standing outside with a serious expression on her face. She lowered her head to the den entrance and called softly inside.

"Tahlia... please wake up. I would like to speak to you."