Blackfeather Woods glow in the dark

The Night had been out and about since the stars had graced yesterday's evening sky. Sleeping did not come easy for the one born of midnight, but she tried to get better. She had even thought of inviting Aries or Maegi to sleep with her for a night, but it seemed a rather rude question. They were both old enough to have their own little den, after all, so why sleep with her - not that her den was small. Far from it; she had picked a rather large resting place, even though she didn't need most of the space. She had picked it for when Damien would finally accept her advances and become her mate in the conquer for the throne, but he was gone and her father held the highest rank now.

Nyx's mismatched eyes landed upon a small blob of white, cleaning themselves like how she had once observed a squirrel lick its tiny, little paws. But this was not a snack - this was a spawn, but who's was it? She really should spend more time with the wolves of the woods. Greetings. She said softly, ears swiveling around, listening for the approach of a parent.