As soon as we got back to the pack we slowed to a pace, looking for the patrols that were on duty when we left. But there was no one around. We couldn't see anyone. Jackson was trying to mind link anyone that would answer but he was getting nothing.
We slowly walked through the forest until we saw the packhouse in site and it was evident immediately that something had gone one. There was a battle of some kind that happened here, windows were broken, doors were smashed in.
Jackson and I looked at each other and we told the others to check on their families. And we slowly walked into the packhouse together. Knowing that his mother was here with a couple of servants. That was it.
The whole house had been trashed on the inside and there was blood smeared on a lot of the walls. We rounded
