Summary
"Why do you want to go to Northrend!" The Owl snarled, pressing the dagger closer to the Forsaken's throat. He spat at the feathered mask. One of the Owl's companions, with a helm in the shape of a hyena with an idiotic grin, laughed. A growl echoed out from the other's helm, which looked like a boar. "Just kill him." The Owl pressed her dagger harder. Sequel to Frozen Cataclysm.