Blackfeather Woods in the end

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The russet wolf did exactly what Damien was looking for, licking Damien's chin in respect and rolling to his back as a demonstration of submission. This he could work with, and although the communication was bound to be a challenge, Damien was sure he could make good use of a mute if it was diligent and stayed around long enough.

The dark Prince's tail started swaying softly, a sign that the wolf's presence had been accepted. Then, Damien turned and walked into the forest meaning for the new recruit to follow.