Blackfeather Woods What's a boy to do.

Potema smiled with triumph when her brother finally choked it down. When his eyes began to close, she sat close to him, her white fur mingling with his black, in sibling affection. They were both quiet for a spell, both of their eyes shut as Damien's medicine took effect. Potema basked in the silence, feeling her brain slow down, but jolted as Damien stirred and spoke again.

She did not respond at first. She thought for a moment, bringing back the small beads of memories she had from that experience. Orange eyes and fangs. She shook her head. "I don't....I can't remember at all."