Blackfeather Woods Sing to the Moon

Soon his return from the northern swamp, Miraak sought after his eldest nephew @Damien. There was much to discuss. They had a contact up north now, the boy Xan. Potema was pregnant (that was still a mystery to the elder Melonii), and Nemesis' pups were growing fast. Winter was coming. And he wanted to be reinstated as a Dark Brother.

While he was a Brother back home, here he was simply a Reaper, a lower level wolf training to be an assassin once more. A funny thing, seeing as he was born and raised to be a hired killer, and was older than most of the wolves here. If the Dark Brotherhood was to continue, they needed more members, but the most likely source was the children, who were far from being trained. Kove was the only wolf who had a red-mark outside of the Dark Council; and while Emélie seemed a prospectful assassin, she needed proper training first.

He found his nephew's den, the scent of him thick in front of the entrance. It was nightfall, and he assumed that the young man was sleeping, but barked for him gently. Damien,