The trees lashed out in a violent frenzy, lightning ruptured the indigo sky. Paws thrummed on a thick expanse of moist land, and through the shadows there was a pair of starless eyes, an unreadable demonic spark behind them. A dark gray Wolf emerged from the engulfing shadows, it was dauntingly large, nothing to it but battle scars, it's vampiric zenith was almost torn completely in half, and a scar ripped down it's cheeks. It curled it's black cracked lips. "Ressurection Of The Demonic Hounds. Slaughter, now." It spoke, there was no emotion behind the words, not even anticipation, silhouettes began to writhe. The superior Wolf arose it's well constructed broad cranium. It began to saunter among the withered terrain, paws descending into the mud. Below it was a scent line, but the Wolf cro