It was the day. He was ready. With his Beta and a loyal wolf of Aurora hiding somewhere behind him in case of an attack, out of sight and out of scent range. It was not long ago that their Gamma was attacked - by his brother no less. The bastard dared to drop a pack name. His hackles raised as the voice coursed his head.

"Oh yes, l was told to let you know: Malignant Felicity sends its regards."

Now this would need to be settled. Although he knew of the wolf named Devil, he didn't know of their royal blood here. This packs border reaked of blood. The shadowed King chose to come in the light of day, though in the thick woods there was not much light. He didn't come alone, not because he was scared. No, he feared nothing. He came with two in case Devil became hostile or turned for a fight.

This could go bad. It could go good. Maybe the wolf was trying to start a war. Either way, this needed to be solved. He would not attack first. That was his rule to himself. Let Devil try something. He would have more than just him to deal with. Pierce and Chenzii had his back. Though he didn't know her well, she was loyal to Aurora and he trusted the alliance.

The place was dark. You could feel it in the air. He sighed and sat before the borders marked by a smell of the dead. He would not be a corpse of this place. His sapphires closed as he threw his head back and let out a howl. He called for Devil. How the tables had turned. Spring Grounds - thriving and alive. No longer were they powder puff wolves but strong and mighty. Malignant however was inactive it seemed. Devil being the only loyal one that he had heard of.

There he sat for the demon of death. There he waited for answers.


”We are possessed . . . We're all fucked in the head, alone and depressed”

:: Damian :: Adult :: Titan :: Lover to Kanaya :: Father of Lucaya, Signless, & Thyrius :: King of Spring Grounds :: -Metalhead- ::