The fealcu made a deal with the mortal wolves in fallen leaves. For taking protection from other packs, the fealcu shall let them be. But not for Poisoning Ivy. Bad temper. Bad attitude. Bad respect. For this, an adolescent they kept. To be used by the fealcu, to do their bidding. To betray their pack, although unwilling. Each new moon, in pitch black void. A wolf will be taken. Unseen, unfollowed, into another realm. Nothing but two glowing eyes, then darkness whelm.