Blackfeather Woods Breathing in the chemicals

He did not know what had brought him there, nor would he be able to explain why he allowed it. But deep into the night his paws had carried him to the Glen without hesitation, and his figure burst into the clearing without second thoughts.

The light above cast a sharp shadow beneath and in in front of him, making him look even bigger as he blended with it without trouble. He made his way across the clearing in a straight line, going directly to the den entrance, and finding one of them in his tracks, a spiderling. He looks at him with curious eyes, and wonders whether this one would be as complicated as Xivilai.