Under a Feral Moon:
From Void to Moonlight
Latyurik met his spy Raosha as he strode angrily from the gates of hollow-tree hall.
"The cats are on the move. They've taken much of the south-western homes. Your forces there have retreated to the marsh belt."
"I will deal with it," he said drunkenly and pointed himself to the south-west. "Where have the escapees got to?"
"We have yet to set eyes on them," she said softly.
"There are, what, two hundred crows and vermin-doves to search this tiny mountain and none have seen?" Rik scoffed. "That Rohlou should learn a bit of expedience. Nevermind."
It was too hot to complain. The marsh was all cracking dirt and viscous splotches of soil. Thin plants lay coiled rope-like, while the limbs of the trees drooped low. Insects buzzed in heavy clouds
