Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the carnival

Anyone who wants to meet the newbie

Thatch had just been accepted into the brotherhood, and was now seeking out some of his pack members. Seeing as this was a pretty close pack, it would probably be a good idea to at least make friends with one of them. He paused in his tracks to sniff the air, the whole place mingled with wolf scent. Not sure which one to follow, he shrugged and tromped along sticking to the shadows of the dark forest. He loved the whole, evil and dark atmosphere of the territory, not to mention the wolves themselves. He felt like it was where he belonged.

However what he was most excited for, was to begin his training as an assassin. This pack seemed to have a lot to offer, especially in the ways of murder. If they couldn't help him reach his final act, then who could?