Phantom Hollow Identified my devil

He was soon joined by the object of his current anxious thoughts, and he turned to offer him a nod in greeting as he brushed up beside the beast. Damien's words mimicked how Midar how been feeling about things. Neither do I, he replied first, rolling his shoulders a little to release some of the tension that had settled there since leaving the weald. What is the plan once your children are old enough to be moved? The beast asked, eager to have some kind of plan instead of constantly worrying about what would come next. He brushed his thick raven coat along a tree as he spoke. He didn't like being so close to the blackfeather wolves; he felt like they could come waltzing in at any moment to cause problems. He had no doubt that they would be swiftly dealt with should that actually happen, but being constantly tensed for a fight was starting to wear on his nerves quite a bit--not that he would ever complain about it, most especially not to his leader who only needed to know that he would do whatever was required of him.