Duskmoon Village
"It's been confirmed," one of the wolves reported to Angus. "Your brother has found the doctor, Patrick."
Angus and his advisers were gathered in their meeting place, planning their next course of action, especially with the disturbing news that had reached them lately.
Angus scoffed. "My little brother must have finally woken up from his slumber after my last visit."
"What do we do now?" his beta, Jericho, asked, his eyes fixed on him.
"We do nothing," Angus replied. "The time is not ripe."
"Are you sure about that?" another adviser pressed. "There are reports of humans turning into… cannibals—"
"Zombies," Ziva supplied casually. "That is what they call them."
As was common in every meeting her father permitted, the witch made sure she was in attendance.
