Fatal ears flicked forward at the womanâ€™s explanation, if Gimmel wasnâ€™t Tasso then who was? The woman had clearly hinted that he was Tasso and if he had been the memories would have unlocked. The unlocking of memories would cause his to change mentally and then that would follow by his death as she indirectly told him. What if he hadnâ€™t even realized it? There were many brown wolves in the small chamber they happen to be in so maybe he was confused?  Her head seem to spin all the thoughts she had were down jumbled and she was confused. The darkness wants to kill Maeva but why? Who was the shadow? So many questions with a few to zero answers, she turned to Angelus frowning at the she-wolf. She had hoped that part of the prophecy would be changed but it was clear it couldnâ€™t be. She didnâ€™t know how to react now, what were they to do now? Go rescue Maeva, so she could kill Renee if she wanted? Would Maeva even listen if they sought out to try to help her?<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œWhere must we go now?â€™</span><br/><br/>Simple question that would have a confusing answer or at least that was what Fatal expected. The silver female rose to her paws uncertain of everything she had believed in. Fear overwhelmed her, the fear of not knowing being ignorant to the things erupting around her. Fatal had always been strong, she wasnâ€™t going to let fear eat her into a mental corner in her head.  She shook her head at instant thoughts of deaths that could possibly happen. Gimmel wasnâ€™t Tasso; he was just another wolf who happens to be related to Angelus. It didnâ€™t seem correct, she felt he had been but no one can be right about everything can they?<br/>--------<br/>Drake nearly snapped at Annabelleâ€™s snout but before he reacted instinctively he inhaled her scent. Her comment did not bring a smile to his face as it did to hers. He watched as the other rogue wolves disappear when Annabelleâ€™s pack advance to fight them. He didnâ€™t even reply, instead opened his mouth inhaling scents of the others. His ears flicked at the sound of voices not too far away and he nodded at Annabelle. She seemed to obey Simon but for what reason he didnâ€™t know, he wanted to and he would find out.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œYou fight for Simon or yourself? Or do you know this Shadow in a deep way?â€</span><br/><br/>Knowledge thirsty was what Drake called being nosy. He didnâ€™t know how to react around Annabelle as when he first met the she-wolf a battle between them had broken out. Perhaps she was the brother to the shadow? They had matching black pelts but that was about it from what he could tell. He decided not to suggest that as she might snap at him. The she-wolf was as ruthless as him on his horrible day. Waiting for her answer he followed the recent scent trail of his companions.<br/>------<br/>Renee what did he mean? What was in front of her? A demon that was what was in front of her wasnâ€™t it? He confused her, breaking her concentration making her react late to his lunge. When he pinned her down she yelped in surprise. His words and the look in those eyes made her want to shiver but she dared not. The goal was to not show fear or it would consume you and cause your doom. Before she could question him on what he meant about the truth. He vanished at the shout of Simon; she rolled over immediately rising to her paws and nodding at Simon.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><br/>â€œI am in your debt once more Seer.â€</span><br/><br/>With those words she took off to find her companions, why hadnâ€™t her love Tasso awaken or was the Shadow, Tasso? She couldnâ€™t understand it but she knew the Shadow from somewhere almost as if he used to mean something to her. It was eating her as she couldnâ€™t figure it out, she started off to find Drake even thought her brain was still rambling through thoughts a memories trying to recall everything.