Deepwood Weald When it is dark enough you can see the stars

@Damien and @Nocturnal

He had tracked Aries down the day of their interaction and made note of his half brother's home after smelling him upon the borders. He had not attempted to join at first however but had disappeared for a while to roam.

The air that day was frigid, fog misting everything and obscuring his vision. It was a very fitting day for the Svartell to try to join the pack of Damien and Nocturnal and if he had known the complete history of his father perhaps he would have stayed away. Alas, he did not and he followed his desire to learn more of his brother, to study the shadowed man who radiated death. He moved slowly up to the borders and looked around, heart beating wildly as the realization that he was about to pledge loyalty to a group of strangers sank in. Would he fit in? Would they all be like Aries, cold and quiet and deadly? Would he have to become molded into something deadly? Would he have to embrace the curse that was the Svartell nme? All his questions swam around inside his mind and before he could let them freak him out he lifted his muzzle and forced a call out of his muzzle for the leaders of this group.