Editorial Comment submitted by Blanche Greyling
The scent of death lies heavy in the air near one of the upper pools and an unmarked cave on Mt. Azifix. Nearby plantlife is shredded and flattened from the ferocity of the battle. Six dead wolves litter the ground around the pools and a nearby cave. Six brutally killed and left to rot on the jungle floor. No hides recovered, no bodies buried. They were left for the jungle to cleanup.
The carnage of this site shocks me still. The sheer waste of the lives themselves and the bodies after. Hides left untaken and bodies left to rot. I have seen the damage that wolves can do and I admit that my loyalties are torn. I had scented the signs around Tilikambo. The animals were desperate, anxiety ridden, and lashing out. I don’t understand the underlying reason. There was no full moon. I just know that what I scented felt unnatural. I don’t feel the wolves were truly at fault here.
I am worried for those wolves and wolfkin remaining. Will we fall subject to whatever overcame these wolves? Will we become targeted next either by whatever affected the wolves or the people that killed them?
Are we entering a new phase of understanding with the Asing? Who can tell. But I do know this is a side of the natives I’ve not seen before. And I admit it does give me pause – I remember the care Stormstead took to harvest trees from the jungle to honor the Asing god and maintain balance. And now we see where animals have been slaughtered and their bodies left to litter the jungle floor.
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Submitted OOCly by Blanche Fralto