Blackfeather Woods my sun and stars

In his pride Damien did not see the new mother roll her eyes when he suggested to name one of her cubs after himself. To him, that was simply the biggest honor he could offer her, and nothing would change it. Like her, Damien expected her brood to become a strong, competitive bunch, just what he needed for the Brotherhood to thrive.

Despite her clear disapproval of Abraxas' chosen name, she embraced his suggestions. Damien hadn't been expecting anything different, so her words of agreement and the tone in her voice were a step closer to resolving their long-standing trust issues. If they would ever be truly friendly towards eachother remained a mystery to the day, but things were certainly falling into place after the revolution. Damien was, perhaps, leading his pack to a better future.

"You look tired," he said after a few more seconds of admiring the spiderlings, he hadn't really checked whether she really did look tired at all, but he needed an excuse to resume his day. "I'll cover up for you until you're ready to resume your duties," he announced, not seeing it as a favor or an issue for that matter. Someone had to do her job while she was busy with the pups anyway. With his words came the ending of the conversation, and he left the glen in silence, not before nosing the loose child back to his mother.