Deepwood Weald and every day, I'd add another stone to keep you safe

Damien found himself liking the feeling of hope he got from Marruz's diligence. Yes, he liked seeing light in his future, and though he had always been hopeful and confident of this clan as his life project it had never been as real as the last few weeks with all the promising individuals he'd come across. He had yet to assess many of his new subordinates, but so far he was satisfied with those he had.

'Thank you,' said the young one, and though it took a moment to get used to the honesty that those words carried, Damien's heart felt warm. This was what the clan was for, building a safe place for his blood to thrive, something he had always lacked in Blackfeather Woods.

The demon king nods, just as thankful as his new pupil for giving him something worthwhile. Go on, then. Get settled, he instructed, I'll see you at dusk tomorrow, and then they would begin their journey. Together.