The rushing wind only stayed on Darius's body for a few seconds. He had no idea how tattering this warp travel should have been, but with an Alpha that bore the crest of the Rogue King, most of these wolves were safe as long as they had been practicing a lot.
When Darius felt like everything was already safe for him to raise his head, he saw how they arrived in the middle of a cave. Ansel was the first one he saw as if he was the first one to arrive. Darius got off of Nicholai's back and entered his wolf form as they were storming a castle, not acting on diplomacy.
For some reason, he noticed how his fur was getting white tips near the edges of his paws and cheeks. Was it from the power flowing from Nicholai to him? Even his reddish-brown chest fur was becoming more apparent. Darius never really realized that his black fur would get more colors soon.
