Twisted

Redrum's steps were purposeful as he walked familiar paths, his senses attuned to the sights and scents that surrounded him. The air was alive with the sounds of the rolling plain, a symphony of rustling grasses and distant calls echoing through the expanse. But he was on the hunt, there was no time to smell the flowers. His anticipation grew, his thoughts consumed by the singular desire to find Cadaver. They had shared some adventures together, braving the wilds of the forest and facing challenges side by side. And now he wanted to check up on him! It had been too long, Redrum’s attention having been stolen by his escapades in Ashen and the Battlefield.

As he moved deeper into the heart of the pack's territory, Redrum's senses caught the faint trace of KD’s scent carried on the breeze.  Following the trail with determination, Redrum navigated the trail left behind, calling out Cadaver's name, his voice carrying with enthusiasm and a bit of apprehension. Something weird had been happening.