<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">The silver wolf didnâ€™t have to be told twice to move, she took off into a half sprint behind Drake and Jhene who strode beside each other. She was confused, now and that was something rare. Fatal had never been clueless a day in her few years of life but at this very moment she was questioning many things she didnâ€™t understand. Her mother had told her dark things were to come and two must rise, but she had always thought that had meant that Maeve would eventually take over. She now realized her mother hadnâ€™t even been talking about Maeve, the sister of Renee had been an extra unneeded piece in a deeper prophecy. She shivered at that thought, if Maeve wasnâ€™t such a problem as they had made it seem she really didnâ€™t want to know what the shadow could have done if it had gotten a hold of Jhene. Fatal feared she had read the prophecy wrong or perhaps looked into what she thought had been in the prophecy too deeply. Did she and Drake really know what was even going on? She had so many questions to ask her mother but of course the woman had died many ages ago, there was no way to see her now. The green eyes that use to hold determination now should a deep startling fear that she had hoped would never rise to them again.<br/><br/>Jhene was utterly confused herself, and she figured everyone was just as confused as she. She was more left in the dark than Gimmel was and what made it worse she didnâ€™t even know how to piece the clues she had found together. It was like having all the pieces to masterpiece of a puzzle but not even knowing where to start and what piece to work with. She didnâ€™t let the troubles rush to her face though; she masked her feelings besides a deep rage deeply within the pit of her stomach. The shadow wolf thingy had called her Renee that was not even her name. Her name was Jhene although Renee had been her middle name given by her wolf mother. It was weird as she had told no one of it, not even Drake.  Maybe the thing could read minds? But she hadnâ€™t had her middle name on her mind, because at that moment she was wondering how in the hell Annabelle had found him. The wolf that had once been so aggressive towards them willing to spill blood was now fighting off a shadow wolf for their sake. She had no idea what had gotten into the black large female but didnâ€™t complain. Especially since she had been on there side, if it had been reversed well her thoughts now would be much different of course.<br/><br/>The white and black wolf look over at Drake who was leading them to lord knows where, she felt even Drake had no idea and wondered what was going through that mind of his. He had such a powerful knowledge of things she wondered if he knew what the wolf was actually. She knew Gimmel had said a Shadow but it apparently wasnâ€™t any ordinary shadow, then again she had never met a Shadow till then so she was on the verge of ignorance completely. Well if Drake knew she would confront him on that at least and perhaps how the wolf knew her middle name, it wasnâ€™t everyday someone strange dark creature decided to speak your middle name instead of your first. She flicked her ice blue eyes back to the things before her as she kept a good distance somewhat beside the large white wolf beside her.<br/><br/>Drake was furious in his head of his, but of course as usual he looked placid. The amber eyes flashed with a different feeling than the rage in his head, it was a hint of fear that stroked through the tranquil gleam in his eyes. His paws moved swiftly almost without a sound and he had no idea where he was leading the other wolves that were following at the tip of his heels. He swerved left catching the scent of something, it smelled like a wheat field and perhaps they could regroup there a bit and figure out where exactly to go next. Within a few moment of changing directions he was welcomed into the prickly wheat field that nipped at his legs through the fur. He slowed once they reached what he would call the center, letting everyone gather their breath and thoughts of course before he spoke. In a general tone of course not wanting to make the moment even more intense than it already was.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">â€œWhere the hell are we suppose to go now?â€ </span><br/></span>