Come back home to me

The thought of Grimnir's pups made Damien's mind race with a ton of ideas. All of them probably too dangerous to even try out, but this was certainly going to change his plans, whether it was for good or bad. His target had children now, which seemed completely ironic to Damien. He was not ready to be a father -hell, he wasn't even ever going to be, he was a savage!

Burke's attempt to explain Meldresi's reason to leave made Damien think that he did not actually know what was going on with their mother, which made him anxious. He wanted to see his mother, it had been over a month since the last time he did. But at least he had his home back. He would never, NEVER leave Blackfeather Woods again for so long. This was where he belonged.

The teen looked over at his brother again, this time, it looked like something wasn't going well with him, and it worried Damien. Cicero was so quiet, he never spoke to anyone, and sometimes Damien wished that Cicero trusted him more. They were brothers after all, and it just seemed logical that you would share your thoughts with your brother. Although Damien wasn't, or was never going to be a counselor, he felt the need to comfort Cicero at that precise moment.

Potema seemed to be excited about Burke's proposal of playing in the mud, but to Damien it didn't sound like a good idea at all. He was not going to make 'mud pies' with Potema. She followed after Burke, but Damien chose to walk away in another direction and glanced at Cicero, hoping he would follow. Maybe they could catch something to eat, and meanwhile, they would pick up again the scent of Blackfeather Woods that had wore off long ago, but it would be in a cleaner way, not with mud.