Blackfeather Woods There's no such thing as sweeter a sting

@The Night

However bright the hope for the future was with the prospect of two young, healthy Meloniis being raised in Blackfeather Woods, with most of his blood relatives gone, dead or missing, Damien had little more than memories of better times with them to hold his psychological stability in place... Those memories and the tranquility of knowing that Kove and Nyx were safe.

Those two had been the only wolves with whom Damien had no blood ties that had managed to make room for themselves in his dark heart. Kove had been a friend, a confidant and despite the age gap Damien would even dare saying that they weren't brothers only through the Dark Brotherhood. On the other hand Nyx was far more than all of that. Damien had, at some point before the darkness had ensued, imagined a future with her, ruling Blackfeather Woods side by side and bringing to the world the new generation of proper Meloniis. He had never said it out loud, nor did he have the guts to admit it when the time had been right, but Nyx was Damien's chosen destiny.

He had evaded her long enough after his arrival, but he could hold it no longer. He had to talk to her, ask her how she was and whether there was anything he could do to fix whatever damage he'd done to her, for he was sure his breakdown had not come without hardships for his caretaker. She had been there for him, she had fed his broken body and soul, and he had been a dick and thrown it all to the trash can. But he was hopeful there was still a way to fix things.

Despite the lack of sunlight the garden of blood -as they called it- seemed to thrive in summer. The roses bloomed in blood red and crimson colors, and although the thorns below the flowering were a challenge Damien was determined to offer Nyx a gift worthy of her beauty in hopes she'd find it in her heart to forgive him. After picking some up Damien walked through Blackfeather Woods in search for her, three freshly harvested roses held in his maw and his own blood dripping off his chin.