Two more stars in the sky

Crescendo wanted that red paw on his pelt so badly, he would kill for it. And he had. First those coyotes, then that old male, and finally his daughter. He had been with the pack for more then a month now, fought with some of the most elite warriors, met almost all of it's members. What confused him was that the scents of the two highest ranking members of both the pack and brotherhood had vanished, their scented fading from the woods.

So he howled for the dark Alpha herself, @Meldresi. He had grown larger, stronger over the time he had been here, his pelt fuller and if possible, blacker. His reign of terror had grown longer, and he had given more scars then he had received. In short, life was good.