Blackfeather Woods marks and shadows

@Burke I'm just gonna assume they're together already c:
Also, don't mind me writing in present tense... I need to experiment with all kinds of styles for Narrative class :P

With a hind leg raised, Damien marks yet another one of the trees that draw the borderline of Blackfeather Woods with his scent. The wilderness goes on and on, but there not much effort is needed to feel the change in the atmosphere from the dark forest and the rest of the world. The signals help as well, bones scattered along the border, bathed in blood from their own bodies mark the edge of the Dark Brotherhood's domain. Only fools mess with it.

Shoulder to shoulder, Damien walks along his Alpha in patrol. He looks at his eyes tentatively and then away without much to an expression. "When will I be marked?" asked Damien coldly. He ignores that Burke has already talked about it with the marked ones and plans to make both Damien and Cicero Dark Brothers soon, but Damien feels it's been too long for him to get the initiation mission.