RETH
Reth stood in Security Building again, the council seated around the table, all of them grim, but focused.
The Scouts had left a few minutes earlier after briefing everyone. But in truth, there was nothing beyond the initial report of real note.
The wolves hadn't retreated back to the encampment. They had only regrouped nearby, and now held the Eastern border of the Tree City territory unless Reth sent in an outright attack to take it back.
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, then looked at Behryn.
"Morning, or evening?" he asked his friend. Do we give ourselves time to rest--but also give them time to plan? Or do we rush ahead and possibly miss some of our own preparations?
Behryn tapped his fingers on the table, and the large room was so quiet the noise bounced off the exposed rafters above.
