Blackfeather Woods pour la nuit est pleine de souvenirs

Kenneth smiled faintly at the female when she announced that her name was Lusa and she was the third in command in the ranks, which probably meant she was the Gamma of Blackfeather Woods. The male dipped his head politely to her, shifting slightly, making sure his stance was submissive to her. Ranking, to the proud wolf was very important and though right now he was low in the ranks, he would make sure to rise with time. But he kept his mouth shut, not wanting to say 'for now' in case he upset her. The Gloom did not need enemies in his own pack.

"Yes I am," the ebony prince said, "the name's Kenneth." The obsidian male smiled briefly at the girl, she was pretty alright but she wasn't his type so he made no move on her, a wise decision. "Nice to meet you."