Blackfeather Woods darkest days

Although it was relative to Cicero, what Damien meant by 'strongest' was that he wanted to make sure Grimnir would no longer be a problem for them. He wanted the bastard to be taken down without remedy, and the only way in Damien's mind to get that was taking him down for good. He meant death. When Cicero started going on about how different poisons were from one another Damien rolled his eyes trying not to be seen by his brother, but when it got to the point where he mentioned death his ears pricked up immediately, and a grin slowly curved up the corner of his lips.

Damien had never had a problem wth peaking of death, actually, he found himself thinking of it retty often. There was no taboo in it for him, he pretended to be an assassin once he was of age, and death was just a part of him.

"I agree, brother." the pup said with a nod and a devilish grin, "Whatever we do about this must be definitive..." he claimed, convinced that it had to be them the ones who would put an end to the problem. This had been something Damien had been thinking about for weeks, and after the attack on his sister he had become completely sure that Grimnir was the main problem of the pack. so much thought had been put into it, all of it carefully analyzed, but the main thing that kept Damien goin on about it was:

"But I want him to suffer."