From the bones

She looked to the older wolf, hoping he might offer some guidance on what this all meant. The white wolf was shaking his head however, and Lia felt her heart sink. How could this be? How could they grow so fast? More importantly, why where they growing on the bones, and was their consuming the flesh of the creature going to mean dire consequences?

“A blacksmith?” She said in surprise, momentarily distracted - but that didn’t last long. These terrifying crystals had the majority of her attention. “You don’t understand - I feed the meat to My Mistress, Mr Blacksmith, what am I to do?” She said, looking up at him with large, imploring eyes. All but begging him to have an answer. “Have I killed us?”


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