Cedar Sweep Throw your hands up and pretend you wanna fight me

Ethos was glad as he felt he had finally found something to help him be not so solitary. Darkness Ridge was an interesting name for a pack in his opinion, and he began to eat the fawn, getting rid of his hunger. Blood filled his mouth, and it only made Ethos hungry for blood and killing himself.

Ethos would stop eating eventually so the others could have their fill. This was his pack now, he'd do anything for them, ask him, and that also included sometimes letting others eat the most before him.