Ravensblood Forest Death and all her friends

The advancing upon Ravenblood Forest had been sudden, but, Atshen did not question his mother's motives. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, and keeping himself occupied with idle sparring, it seemed as if the wolves of the Brotherhood were finally moving forward to punish the family of Teaghlaigh for the wrong that Dakarai had done. There was a sense of anticipation about the air as the seven wolves of the Brotherhood pressed towards the northern forest and during this time Atshen fantasized tearing into the ebony-painted pelt of the traitor and splattering his blood upon the earth. He craves vengeance for Nemesis, for pride to be bestowed upon him; the Silencer would do as he needed to stir such emotions within his mother and to garner such a victory. 

He remained at her side much like a shadow did, keeping himself at arm's length, making himself available to her if needed.  His watch over the barren territory lingered to the horizon as the band waited for Abraxas' return. Atshen stood at the first sight of his brother's pale pelt, turning to Nemesis for further direction. From there, they advanced silently, slipping through the foliage that separated them from the heavily marked borders of Teaghlaigh. 

Stopping as the Dark Master commanded, Atshen turned his attention to the tree line, waiting. He stiffened significantly as a figure emerged, but he does not shift his demeanor. Instead, he lingers, his face without emotion while his eyes danced dangerously as if staring into the other women's soul as he issued his silent threat.