Blackfeather Woods In the Shadow of the Moon (Pack Activity!)

Things were uncertain for the eldest of Meldresi's children. He had lost a chance to put an end to a threat to his family back when Grimnir escaped from his claws, and the future brought even more unease to the Assassin aspirant. His mother, he'd found upon his return, was days away from bringing even more pups to the world, which meant more lives to protect. And Grimnir was still out there.

Mother had been clear on what the night would hold for the pack. This moon, unlike any other Damien had ever seen, would be stained in blood, the same kind under which he and his siblings had been concieved. But that wasn't all. The moon of blood was a blessed night alone, And tonight, added to the eclipse the moon would also shine brighter than ever before, as it's proximity to earth would make it almost twice as big as usual.

Damien knew mother had something prepared for the special night, and so he'd kept a close distance from her and Burke. He followed from up close when they moved towards the sacred temple, and once there, he'd positioned himself next to his parents to give a somber welcome at the rest of the pack.

As his mother prepared her herbs, Damien took a moment to observe the glow of the oddly shaped rock that would serve them as scenery for the night. He wondered whether it was the same thing that made the sky glow at night, but he believed when his mother said those were the souls of the lucky bastards that somehow escaped the claws of the dark brotherhood at some point.

In the shadows, where he belonged, Remained Damien as he watched the wolves that, one by one, joined the ceremony. But he wouldn't say a word until he was required to. He just watched from the darkness, as always.