Blackfeather Woods Nocturne

couldn't resist!

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The memories were flowing in more constantly now, and Damien had slowly, but steadily, recovered most of his personality from the foggy past. He had returned to his own den, leaving Potema and the pups to their own space, to their own deals; but he'd been devoted to their protection ever since his return.

He was around when Atshen sounded the alarm. His strange voice, and the urgency it carried made the shadow prince spring up almost instantly. Potema's shape was the first Damien recognized, and a sharp Sister, announced his presence as he arrived with hurried leaps. Nemesis' boy -which Damien vaguely remembered- was there, over his niece, and Damien did not know what to think of it all. What's going on? he questioned his sister almost anxiously, seeing the distress in his precious niece's face.

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