(Cassian)
We leave at dawn with five of Moonridge's best trackers. Kim, Silas, Finn, Elena, and myself. All experienced warriors who know how to move through forest without being detected.
The attack site is easy to find. Burned wagon remains, scattered supplies, and rogue scents everywhere. I shift to wolf form and pick up the trail immediately.
'Six different scents,' I communicate through the pack link. 'They split up after the attack but regrouped here.'
'Which direction?' Kim asks through the link.
'Northeast. Toward the unclaimed territories.'
We follow the trail for hours. The rogues weren't careful about hiding their tracks. Either they're confident we won't pursue them or they're too inexperienced to cover their movements properly.
The terrain gets rougher as we go. Rocky h
