Ravensblood Forest daddy's getting hot [ part i ]

Everytime your thread title pops up. I crack up.

Ash Paw couldn't imagine putting such a moniker down. Dread such a strong, sad word. You don't wish to draw dread, though maybe if darkness encompasses you enough, you can be a bringer of dread. Perhaps that's why it sits upon him and he revels in it.

She understood now in a sense. It was him, a part of him. He was what he was named. A cold chill settled there on her back and chest.

She nodded. Perhaps he was right. She too didn't practice in the open of the pack lands. Though the one small girl had seemed fascinated at her religion all the same.

Okay. 

She stepped into position beside him. First time since their fight being so close. He towered above her. But most wolves did. Dainty sooty paw stepped into his larger footprints and she dipped her muzzle for him to lead the way.