Blackfeather Woods The one and only silver coin

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The sound of growls that filled the cold silence of Blackfeather Woods brought Damien to his feet. He left the small carcass he was savaging behind deciding that, if his suspicions were true and it was Nemesis' voice he was hearing, perhaps there was something more important that needed his attention.

He saw both females standing ready to take on the other's throats, just in time to hear Nemesis claim she had the right to kick the female out without needing Damien's permission. And that was it. Everything that he'd feared, what Cicero himself had stated and assured him seemed truer every time he saw the flaring wraith. She was unstable, and far from fit to stand at the same level as Damien.

"What is the meaning of this?" growled Damien interrupting Nemesis' command. His stance was clearly a challenge to Nemesis as he held his tail high in domain.