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Ignatius had not been sure how long he'd been standing there, staring at the stars, likely giving the impression that he was stargazing though he had no knowledge of how one “read” the stars. Instead, he was lost in his thoughts about his siblings and the reluctantly untempered concern for them. Their ideals of family love likely didn't fall along the lines of what normal wolves were accustomed too given Nevermore's general dislike of children if his horrendous naming skills was of any indication of how he had no idea how to treat them. Fallout was his own given name though Adyssa had affectionately called him Ignatius to balance out her mate's obsession with horror, monsters and carnage. At the decree of their mother they all bore less macabre names though some went by the ones bestowed to them by Nevermore. Ignatius with his own striking resemblance to Nevermore and thus, half of the DeMontes out in the world it wasn't hard for Ignatius to imagine that he was born out of some Grimm brother's fairy-tale. Perhaps it would have been much more interesting than the dullness that was his actual life.

It was only when a soft chuff broke through the stillness of the invading night, accompanied by the sound of heavy footfalls against the freezing earth, strewn with the litter of dead leaves did Ignatius pull himself from his wandering thoughts and turned his body to face the pack mate that was drawing closer. Mahogany red eyes fell upon the silhouette first of the tawny male, recognizing him as one of his Alphas. Ignatius lowered himself into submission before he rose back up out of it with a slight stretch. “Well enough,” He was still extremely knew and so everything about the Spine was foreign to him. Likely, it would take a couple of days, maybe a week to fully integrate himself into their workings.