C23 Blood in the Rain
The storm broke just before midnight.
Rain poured in relentless sheets, pounding against the roofs of Shadowfang’s camp and turning the dirt paths into thick rivers of mud. The air crackled with tension thunder growling above, wolves shifting restlessly in the dark.
I’d always thought the storm was loudest when it hit, but tonight it was the quiet before that truly frightened me. That tight
