Heron’s POV.

“Reedah, RUN!” I screamed, my voice urgent and full of fear.

I could hear the panic in my voice, but I tried to keep it together as I prepared for the worst.

My heart was racing, and my mind was racing, trying to figure out what was going on and how to keep us both safe.

I knew that running was our best chance of survival, but I also knew that I couldn't just run, what if they chased after us and attacked Reedah.

As they got closer, I realized something odd – their scent was different from any rogues I had encountered before. There was something off...