Blackfeather Woods seige and storm

He fixed his eyes upon the dark, and out of it stepped a large figure, a wolf undoubtedly. His color was an intricate mix of grey and white. Cass’s tail began to droop slightly, this other wolf looked strong, much stronger than he. But, he quickly regained his youthful confidence, “That may be. But, these woods don’t scare me.” He had a big grin on his face. “I’m Cassidy. Who are you?”