Breathing deeply through her nose, her eyes tilting up towards the sky, Anora shrugged in defeat. She knew that her suggested course of action would be denied, as it had been many times before, but there was nothing wrong with still asking, after all the answer may be a yes at some point in time. She had been wanting to set fire to a hoard of the dead for awhile now, purely for testing reasons and to see how effective it would be. 

When Ravenia’s next orders came to return to the solar car while taking out as many corpses as possible, Anora was just about to follow after the mother, but stayed in place when she heard the familiar howl of a certain wolf shifter. It was a request for help.

With a single flap of feathered white wings she took flight, heading in the direction of the howl while flying low enough so that she could still strike down the dead. The others made it over to the solar car and it was soon heading in the same direction that Anora was. The direction that Fen’s howl came from.

Flying in front of the car as it fell behind a little, she looked around in front of her and spotted two figures a little ways off. One was lying down and the other couched by the first. As she drew closer Anora noticed that it was Fen and another man that she hadn’t seen before. Taking caution because of the stranger she landed a few meters away from the two men. 

“Who is this man Fen?” She asked, slowly moving closer to the two and then couching down beside the man and across from Fen. With a critical eye, Anora looked the man over. He was heavy set with muscle and looked to be tall. These two factors, not to mention her weariness was increasing, this meant that carrying the man was going to be difficult for Anora.

“He will be too heavy for me to carry, so either you can shift back into a wolf and I’ll help him onto your back or we will need to wait for Ravenia and the Solar Car. However, your howl has gained the attention of not just us but the dead too and they are approaching.”