The black and white colored trio moved in unison. No one typically ventured here, not unless they were lost. Once in the heart of the Ashen Woodlands did the warlord turn to his daughters, a sigh of relief as they both seemed unharmed from meeting their princes.

"I'm truly happy you two are okay, have you made any decisions on who your husbands to be are?" His gruff voice asked the two girls. Wisteria and Yesimire looked at each other, small smiles. Wisteria looked at her father and piped up. "I choose Prince Helius of Dawnshire." She said. Yesimire gave a small sigh of relief before speaking quieter. "I chose Prince Demius of Amberbjorne - But father I must say something to you bef-"

Vladimir quickly gave a hardy chuckle. "Both packs! Queen Lucaya will be overjoyed!" He said, a loud crash behind him quickly making his smile disappear. "Yesi, hole that thought." He said, his yellow eyes peering to the direction of the noise. With a scream the two girls became blinded, as did their silent father . . .