Swiftcurrent Creek even the sun is dressed in black

about the eclipse.

Everything in the creek seemed to be going well, aside from the recent animosity that had emerged between the Sunspire wolves everything was fine. Fox kept herself occupied while the many males of the creek battled for her attention and the whole pack had rejoiced with the birth of the little Sveijarns.

And while the youngest members of the pack spent the day dozing in the comfort of their den, the pack's oldest member did the same. Galileo had given himself the guilty pleasure of sleeping all through the morning. And he was about to keep sleeping-perhaps until nightfall- but his rest was cut short when the male's body jerked and he shot up, his heart pounding against his chest and his breath jagged.

A nightmare.
The peppered male took a second to recover his breath and sat down to meditate about his horrible dream. It had been long since he had thought of her. Galileo brought his head down in a thoughtful manner and as the image of her face materialized in his head, his eyes filled with melancholy. He then decided to exit the den, feeling the walls could begin to close on him and suffocate him.

As he stepped out, he noticed he was not greeted by the usual blue sky instead a mantle of darkness hung above his head, even if it was still early in the afternoon. A faint smile poised itself in his face and he wondered if the sun was also mourning Audrey's* death.

*Galileo's sister