Fire From Nowhere

Something came down in the East Ridge borderlands and did not come down quietly. Sera of Ashfang brought it back to the hold herself. That is the part everyone is still talking about — not the crater, not the wreckage, not the thing that was breathing in it. The part where she crouched in the dirt of a burning field and said he is mine before she had any reason to say it. He is a prisoner. That is what she told Roan. That is what she told the hold. Her wolf has been silent since the crash site. Not cautious. Not watchful. Silent in a way she does not have a word for yet. Several hours later, Sera goes to the cell. She tells herself she needs information.