Overhead the dark cloud seemed to be getting larger. Soon he knew that Maeva would not resist coming for him. Before that happened he was not going to let himself be bested by some stray! A horrible, demonic roar came from the Shadow as he fought with the wolf who dared stay behind and try to hold him off. He went to attack, fangs bared, when he was knocked to the ground again by Renee. She has returned to himâ€¦ his sweet, sweet Reneeâ€¦ A smile formed on his lips as he got to his feet. He was already covered in blood but he was not weakened. â€œReneeâ€¦â€ He uttered in a dull tone filled with darkness, dripping with malice and evil. Itâ€™s already empty eyes became cold; his body started trembling with joy at the same time. He has waited for this moment for a long time, waiting the day where he would be reunited with her! She would be hisâ€¦ and he would use her to destroy Maeva once and for all!<br/><br/>The two wolves fought for a long time, but the Shadow was still stronger than the might of both this strange wolf and Renee combined. It was all too perfect. They were completely oblivious that the dark cloak surrounding him was slowly creeping into them and devouring their sanity. Soon they would both soon belong to him. He would bend them to his will and then Maeva would fall. It was inevitable! He would be the supreme being and this world would bow to him as the ruler. Letting out that horrible howl again he lunged for both wolves, only to hear a loud sound followed a hot pain striking him in his leg. With a fierce snarl, he turned to see a man standing with a shotgun and that wolf that had attacked him earlier by his side. She looked to be almost completely healed now.<br/><br/>Annabelle smirked at the Shadow. She may not have the necklace but Simonâ€™s shotgun was sure to do some damage to it. Though it appeared unharmed it was covered in blood which meant it could die once they found a weak point. â€œLooks like the party has already begun.â€ The she-wolf chuckled.<br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>The Holy Ground was a powerful place created by Seers to protect themselves from the ever threatening Shadows and other things that lurk whenever Dark Places are created. Exactly how such grounds are created is not really well known by anyone who is not a Seer; they keep it a secret mostly, they were secretive people. Various spells and an ever vigilant crew were required in order to ensure that the Holy Ground remained sacred. The painting of the eye that was symbolic of the Seers could be seen just above the gate, around it were words written in an ancient language spoken only by Seers and even fewer wolves. Some say it was the language of the Old Civilization thousands of years ago and others really donâ€™t know where the language originates. But none of that mattered as long as they could be protected by the Shadows. There was no telling when they would show up againâ€¦ and something about that particular Shadow made both Gimmel and Beyt feel uneasy.<br/><br/>Gimmel seemed to take the lead again as he absently moved through the area. It was almost as if he knew where to take them but he could not place a paw on why. Run down and neglected streets greeted him as he ran but somehow it all seemed familiar. Every moment his paws hit the ground, it was almost like he was getting flashbacks; had he been here before? In his visions the city was still very lively, filled with people, but it also looked older. This was a vision from the past but he could not tell exactly how far back it was. Heâ€™s never seen anything like this beforeâ€¦ Had this been any other situation he would have stopped and pondered how he knew this place and where he could possibly be headed but for now he just took it. Yet the feeling of familiarity was something he was having a hard time accepting and it made him uneasy.<br/><br/>â€œThe star. The door with the star,â€ Gimmel murmured suddenly, seemingly in a daze as he lead Fatal and Beyt to an old house that had a turquoise start painted on it. Beyt eyed her brother curiously, her bones chilled with worry. Was Tassos awakening finally? No. Somehow she felt that this was somethingâ€¦ differentâ€¦ but how was that possible? It was odd that Tassos had not awakened yet but something was justâ€¦<br/><br/>Gimmel had somehow managed to find a way inside through a wolf-sized hole in the back in a small yard. It was a tight fit and made Beyt feel a bit claustrophobic but she was able to keep herself together while they moved through the short passageway leading inside. It was a smaller house on the outside but on the inside it seemed to be a den of some sort. The house was warm, welcoming at first glance. However, the moment they all got inside they were greeted by a group of wolves and a woman, the wolves snarling at the new group. â€œWhat is your business with Lady Kaielah?â€ One of the wolves snarled, eyes boring deep into the trio.<br/><br/>â€œAt ease, Yottoro, I sense Simonâ€™s blessing on the grey female,â€ the old woman pointed at Beyt from her corner. â€œAre you the angel Simon was rambling on about? If you are then why have you brought the Shadow upon us? I sense him as wellâ€¦ but wait. Itâ€™s not from you. I sense it onâ€¦ your friends. Theyâ€™re in trouble. I can smell their bloodâ€¦ and Annabelleâ€™s. Sheâ€™s with Simon, thankfully.â€ Nothing the woman was saying made sense to Beyt. All she could do was nod, showing that she was indeed the wolf Simon revered to as this cityâ€™s savior so many times when he had captured her. It made her uneasy and she looked at the ground, trying to fully grasp it all. â€œNow I will all assume you are here because you were seeking shelter from the Shadow? As much as it pains me to say this youâ€™re going to be disappointed. This place is losing its power.â€