Wolfhive had smelled the hint of blood before he saw it, and as he approached the Stormcrest his hackles were raised. On edge. He didn't like seeing blood on his 'ma, but she didn't look like she had wounds... where had it come from? Did some idiots try to rebel again?
He scanned the forming crowd for any obvious discrepancies, but didn't see anything really notewhile so far. He knew she'd explain things soon enough, he just felt uneasy.