Blackfoot Forest In Death There Is Life

After spending a few minutes in the forest Ohen had decided he wanted to leave and go enjoy some of the more happier places. However he was interrupted when an unfamiliar scent invaded his nose. The ebony male became alert at once and stood attempting to make himself look bigger than he actually was. Then out of nowhere like lightening, a bolt a white crossed his vision, but soon disappeared into the darkness.

It was then he heard a voice and for a second Ohen believe his Dragon Gods were finally speaking to him but that was not the case. The dark male turned to see a white wolf approaching, but that was not the only color the male had on his fur. The same pawprint Ohen had seen on other wolves was on this one. The ebony male was confused as this stranger did not smell of Blackfeather, but yet he still possessed the crimson pawprint of the Dark Brotherhood.

Ignoring the part about how he was far from home, Ohen asnwered why he was away from Blackfeather. "I am both sightseeing and on a mission" he said keeping his answer short and sweet. "You have the mark of the Brotherhood, but you do not smell of the dark pack" he pointed out and turned his head slightly. Was this some imposter who wished to be in the dark pack, or just some idiot who got a bloody paw and decided to put it on their fur just for fun? Either way, Ohen would find out who this wolf was and why he had that pawprint.