Pivot of the Plan
Rex looked down and found two familiar figures there, Adhara and Gistella.
It seemed both of them heard the howl from earlier too.
Not so much as the Provocation Howl from the Dancing Stripes pack, but Rex's howl instead as he seemed distressed and furious. Despite being a Werewolf—it was quite rare for him to roar like that.
Most of the time he roared when he was fighting or announcing his triumph.
So it was not surprising to see them come.
Just then Rex turned to the side and sniffed the air as he caught the scent of iron, the aroma of blood. His eyes gleamed with curiosity and wariness as he looked down at the tree branch beneath him, where a dark spot slowly became saturated with blood.
Emerging from the crimson pool was a figure made entirely of blood.
Its form shifting and undulating.
Flunra could somewhat sense the foreboding air while Kyran had no clue at all.