It was over.

The moment I heard the first snarls I knew it was likely to be tonight. I have been studying Aranck, noticing he hadn’t seemed normal as of late. I move over the lands easily and calmly. I wasn’t going to help unless it seemed it was going badly for the party and if I knew I could end it. I didn’t interfere in what Aranck did, I stayed out of his line of sight I was probaby consiered a useless member, especially with lean times coming. I noticed Malleah bringing him food, I wondered if she had something to do with him growing weaker. I was an assassin, my mother was a healer and an assassin too and taught me my trade. Poisons were only one way of doing things, how she could do things even being so small as she was. Of course she took the time to teach me, but I wasn’t supposed to act without reason.

I hear the howl and soon crest the hill. Ceres is here, I see the bloodied form of Aranck, of a girl that must have been Pine. She had been the one that got me sent here, and it seemed she got the job done. I don’t know if the Asteraian wolves were purposefully part of this or not, and I didn’t need to know. I walked over to Ceres touching my shoulder to hers. She had been my daughter for the better part of this year, now once again we were just wolves of Taviora, free from our identities.

I don’t hide this from her, this is part of what we did, what assassins do. I don’t know how much of this she has witnessed but it looked for sure as if Aranck is dead and he might have taken another with him. The male was still sprawled in the dirt but a healer was here to take care of him now. Fate was in their paws, I was useless at this point, she was too. She couldn't help the dying male and they certainly didn’t need us hovering about waiting for something else to happen. I knew enough about the members here that no one was loyal enough to come running to avenge Aranck’s death. Malleah already was on her way out I saw her as I came this way heading for the other. SHe didn’t even want to stand for that scum anymore. This was over.

”Time to go.” I say to her in my low tones turning my liver nose to point towards our forest home of Taviora and started walking. My mostly white form pauses looking over my shoulder at Ceres. ”You can’t help. Come on, let’s go tell Zelda the news and then we can stay home.” I tell her, giving her a pointed look before fixing my eyes back onto them and began trotting my way out of this moor and back home. I was neutral to the idea it was over, now I just had to figure out what was next in my life. I wasn’t sure what I would do, but I am sure I’ll figure it out soon enough.