Blackfeather Woods let darkness consume

Yes, it does. This one is not the same anymore...this change is not good. The voice hissed, and she agreed. Both Cicero and Damien had changed. She did not like it, because she was not there to witness that change. They were different people now. But she said nothing, for something about him unsettled her. It wasn't just a change in personality now, there was something else, someone else...

"We've been fine." Potema noted nothing of value that occurred, other than a few insignificance wolves leaving the pack permanently. She looked into Cicero's eyes, silently shuddering. She wondered what he would do if there were no wolves to fight. "No one is harassing us, as of yet." She hoped that he would not turn his gaze onto any wolves in the pack.