Blackfoot Forest In Death There Is Life

Shortly after his return to the valley, the ghost had once again departed. Though he wasn't too keen on the idea of eating a fox, as he saw them as being truly vile creatures, he told himself he would make an exception just once. The plan was to kill a fox or two and then bring them back to the valley. He would give them to whoever wished, or simple store them in a cache alone, but the main goal of such a thing was to create a message. He wished to inform any and all foxes that, though they could enter the valley, they were under no one's protection. That if they even looked as if they wished to steal something from the wolves, they would have a hefty price to pay. Little did he know that his plan would fall to pieces as he set out towards the second darkest forest he knew, as what—or rather who—awaited inside would be quick to grab his attention.

The trek had been a walk in the park for Kove, and not only because he'd found himself taking it several times before. It was always easy so him to get places, as his long legs carried him over distances in shorter spans of time than someone who possessed shorter legs. It was a feature he greatly appreciate, and often took for granted. As he entered the forest, he was met by the same thing as when he use to enter Blackfeather—darkness. A darkness that made his pale coat stand out, and what would have made him appear as a ghost had night fallen. The calls and shrieks of foxes rang out from seemingly every direction, but he focused on only one. One at a time would ensure he could catch something, after all, which was what he wanted. Once he was able to pinpoint a single direction a fox was calling from, and even managed to pick up a scent worth following, he started off towards it. It wasn't long, however, before he was stopped by the sight of a dark wolf. The all too familiar scent of the dark forest clung to the stranger, as did the scent of his fellow Brother, Burke. Though his mark was probably in need of a touch up or two to ensure it's vibrance, there was no denying the fact that the crimson print still resided upon his shoulder. “You're far from home,” Kove pointed out as he approached, his earlier quest temporarily forgotten. "On a mission, or just sightseeing?" A grin spread across his maw as he asked his question, despite him actually being curious about the male's reasoning for being so far from the woods.