Blackfeather Woods Silence

Right at the moment he needed him, Damien found the mute hound wandering the heart of the forest. A speechless call was ushered, and Damien's ears twisted to seek the source immediately. Canine greeted Damien with a respectful bow, which Damien met with a nod and a lazy wag of his tail.

"You need a name..." Damien realized the moment he thought of trying speech with the speechless one. That could be the first step to teaching words to the mute, at least for him to understand and Damien to give commands. "You are to be my hound," stated the dark prince thoughtfully, but... Ugh, Hound was too basic, too obvious. A minion of Darkness needed a dame that ushered chills down one's spine, something with power...

"Scamp!" resolved the prince with an air of power. Yes! That was the name he should answer to, like the hounds of Mehrunes Dagon. It was perfect.