Blackfeather Woods Sneaky Sneaky Pups

Burke seemed to be holding his children back a lot. Damien understood that it was the middle of a harsh winter and that Meldresi wasn't around to look after them anymore, but Damien and his litter had had it way more difficult than the twins. They were born in the middle of the cold winter, their father had abandoned them shortly after and the pack was just starting to gather followers. they were more vulnerable, and nothing happened to them (of course there was the Grimnir incident, but he wasn't there anymore...). Perhaps that needed to change.

"You like the cold, huh?" said Damien with a wicked smile. "How about we brake some of your dad's rules and go play in the snow for a while?" he suggested, oblivious that these words could cause devastating influences in the little boy's personality. The snowstorm was still a few minutes away, so it was safe to run around a little until the heavy storm started falling.