Ravensblood Forest Death and all her friends

The wolves of Blackfeather Woods assembled around Nemesis as the others-- their opponents-- slipped from the looming treeline. As each of the made themselves present, Atshen found his gaze falling onto each figure, his eyes scrutinising as he watched them. He had nothing to say, nor nothing to do until Nemesis gave the command. So instead of intervening, the Silencer waited at the Dark Master's side, waiting for the eventual command that she would declare while watching what began to unfold before them. 

He cared not for who they received, nor did he care about the pack before them. No, Atshen only cared at that point to rip his fangs into whoever he could get to first. But, given the situation, he tamed his desired with a lick of his chops as he waited feeling anticipation towards the eventual outcome.