Blackfeather Woods Utjitunnik

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Yes, he agreed, nodding once in absolute approval of the Inuit wraith's suggestion. It was his brother's duty as the Speaker to command the scouts, and although there were few, if any, who were truly scouts by trade it would do good to them to practice their diplomatic skills for the pack's gain.

As Kove's voice about Damien's proposal rose, the shadow prince held his breath for a moment in anticipation. It wasn't like Kove had been given a choice, it would be decreed when the right time came that the Dark Brother would take a leading role no matter his age, but still Damien found himself wondering what his feelings about the idea were.

With his answer Damien halts the advance to turn his pale eyes at his soul Brother, looking ardently into his icy eyes with friendly warmth. With old age comes wisdom, he said, That's exactly why I need you... he explains, and with little else to add he turns back to the road to resume the walk. Whether that had been a compliment or a blunt remark of Kove's elderly wasn't left clear, but it was the truth, and Damien saw clearly how valuable his friend was.

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