Blackfeather Woods Won't Wake From This Dream

•this can be my last post. Beautiful threadage, Renee. •



Slade found himself taking a higher liking to this Artic wolf, his temperament indeed different from that of his lookalike, but just as enjoyable. With a softer voice, Slade spoke to the pale one,

"I do believe you just might make it, Kove. As much as it disappoints me, I must part ways. There is business I must attend to."

Turning from the ivory, Slade began to make his way to the shadow covered grove, but before dissapearing, he called over his shoulder,

"And Kove, keep that determination, and you will thrive on these lands. After all, our worst enemy is ourselves."

And with that, The dark king vanished.