the dark settles in and the trial begins

The call rose into the air, startling the roosted birds, and scaring the resting wildlife that had managed to settle close to Adair. And deep within his mind, he knew it was time. His fate within the pack that he had helped create with the one who had summoned him...Shadow. The hazel and spruce cloaked male made his way to his fours, remembering that he had fallen asleep next to Enya, who he might be joining soon in her captivity. Watching the ivory femme for a second as she dozed, he wondered what sort of dreams the girl had, or if the roman had even any dreams at all. What if all ah had we're nightmares? Adair found no excuse to have his leader wait, so within the split of a second, the brute flung his mass in the direction of the call, large muscles legs Arrington him far, and fast.

Within minutes, he felt he was near. Slowing his pace, the hessian walked into the clearing, where his leader awaited.
And spoke, his usually merry voice holding no smile in the words, though they kept their calm tone.

"Yes, Shadow?" rumbled the 4 year old.