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the huntres of silver return to the place she called her home. She wonder if Demon was still here oh how she missed him. After her attack by the two brothers she didn't want her pack to get into a fight when they had so many pups it wouldn't be good. but she couldn't stay away she she vounded back in a lit in her eyes to find the den empty she wondered were everyone was and took in all the scents not smelling Demon's and for the first time worry filled her silver orbs

Demon

Demon lay curled in a darker corner of the Alley den. His black fur was dull and quiet, blending with the dark shades. He was silent, watching the actions of the other members. More coming, it seemed, with so many whelps coming into the pack. His tail flicked, the gray tip of it brushing againt a small box.