Phantom Hollow Dreams of red and silver

Like a statue Damien had kept to the entrance of Nyx's den to guard it, only ever leaving to find her food or to relieve her of her duty when she needed to stretch her legs or drink some water. And for the most part their routine was rather dull and simple, but it was the bright moments that made it all worth it and enjoyable.

One day she called to him in panic, shouting out his name as though something tragic had just happened. Damien spun around his own body to enter right into the little crevice that acted as her den and worried ran his nose over each body to make sure nothing was missing. What?? What is it?? he asked anxiously, unable to find whatever was wrong with her or his children.