Greatwater Lake Space Cadet

The shadow prince understood the concerns of the other male perfectly well. In his position, Damien would have done the same, probably even denied the existence of his own pack to keep it in the shadows, so Noctura's comment was met with a comprehensive, yet annoyed nod. Damien did not like to be refused a request.

The moonlight hurt his eyes, so Damien moved next to the night brute to better see his face from another angle. He held back a gasp, astonished by the resemblance of Noctura's features to his own. Dark coat, pale silver eyes. A memory of dark days for Damien rewind in his mind, the days when he suffered for many losses, and of a friendly face that had helped him battle the angst. A sniff or two were taken to better keep record of Noctura's identity in case it was needed in the future, but in that moment he noticed something he had failed to pick up before. Asterr's scent was mixed with Noctura's own, hard to notice if not paying close attention.

"No, the name is not familiar but... Is Ryujin Asterr Draconid's pack?" he dared ask  as the memory of her face blended with Noctura's own.