“Rangers track, rangers shoot, rangers kill.” Caelis muttered the mantra, but the words tasted bitter. Ahead, a mound of upturned earth—bear-sign. Her pulse quickened. She should track it, should prove herself. That was the Ranger way. That was her family’s way. Instead, she turned away, scanning the trees for something less…alive. Less sacred. Something she could stomach. But she already knew—her father wouldn’t accept that.

Druid Yourself Manual is coming soon.