Otis's POV:
Dark shadows shrouded every corner of the forest, with the occasional nocturnal animal passing me by, and on a night when the moon was not very bright, I walked through the darkness without borders, always heading northwest.
The leather wrappings behind me lurched, my sense of hearing and smell subconsciously observing everything around me, all life is afraid of the dark, and on this night instead of being sleepy I became very refreshed.
I could feel the Blue-moon Pack growing distant behind me, this time Conrad would not be with me, I would be doing this alone, I would be walking alone on the hard rock, cutting away the thorns along the way.
At this thought I glanced ahead at the unknown end of the road and my heart grew firm in the moment.
From this direction, all I had
