(Anyways..I'm gotta get back to RP'ing now..)
Deathstorm was beginning the long descent back to The Shadows,his son by his side. Neither of them said a word,but it was obvious that Nightwhisper was still regretting his choice. He didn't look forward to working for them. But,if he could save his clan from Deathstorm..it was worth it. He just hoped his father could keep his word. On the other hand,Deathstorm seemed satisfied enough with himself,even though everyone knew that he was evil. It was obvious,anyway. To him,the sooner he got back,the better.