Dripping Daggers

There was a new member in Blackfeather. Meldresi hadn't been extensive when she told him about what happened, but she mentioned that he was a promising creature. Bane hadn't met the newcomer yet, but being a territorial wolf, he wanted to see where they stood with each other.

He was walking towards the caverns that served him as a den right in the heart of the dark forest, but he caught a strong scent that said 'STRANGER' midway, so redirected his route right towards it.

Slade was a big male coated in black, just like Meldresi, and his body was muscular pointing out that he wasn't someone to mess with. But Bane had been around longer, so he felt confident enough to present himself with his tail held high above the black beast's. He was looking at a crow up in the trees that was cracking a weakling open, and his pale yellow showed the enjoyment with which he admired the scene, a sadist.

This place is dangerous. I like it. the silver youth said with confidence.