Monday, April 20, 467 H.E.
Noon.
Today I've a rare day off and will take the time to write.
It's been near a year since the last entry of the journals and loose pages I've got left. For the sake of having a record (any record) survive of the last year, I feel the start of this journal should be a summary of the madness that has taken place in Corus, and the north and western parts of Tortall.
It started with the attacks. But I'm already getting ahead of myself. It had to be back in November, 246. I have only a few pages left from that time so I can't give an exact account. What I do remember, is that dogs were being targeted. First they seemed random. Then they got so often that we were being sent out back on the street before we'd healed proper. And there was talk of calling in the army. It was bad. Even pounce has nightmares I think.
But then I'm getting ahead of myself again because it was the rogue, too.