Abaddon Graveyard

First topic message reminder :

A cursed place where those killed on territory are buried. Frequently they are left to rot in shallow graves and sometimes forced to dig their own before being killed. A rotten smell lingers over the place and ceremonies are sometimes performed here over the dead of those conquered. The leaders of past packs attacked and killed have been dragged and buried here as well.

Jaggedclaw glared at Smokedeath as she retreated to the shadows. Lashing his tail furiously he spun around on his heels to face Duskshadow. Slamming his haunches to the ground irritatedly he grumbled loudly and examined the bodies as they lay their in their scrappy pile. Standing up after Duskshadow had finished burying the body of the mother and her pups the large male sunk his fangs into the scruff of the moor clan female and begun digging a hole for her to be placed in. His claws ripped relentlessly through the soily earth and soon the hole was completed. Tossing the body into the hole he started to cover it up with big, swift strokes of his paw at the pile that he had created whilst making the big dent in the ground.

Darkblaze saw how everyone was behaving and he was about to blow a fuse on them. He would personally kill Jaggedclaw and Smokedeath if they kept it up. He watched at the ceremonies began, the bodies would be sacrificed for a greater cause. This was surely to be the rise of the Aza'zel from the shadows to take over the forest.
(Sorry for the shortness!)

Jaggedclaw flung the last scraps of dirt over the now invisible carcass and began to slink away across the clearing of the evil place. Dropping his rump onto the sodden ground he waited for the other wolves to complete the given task, fixing his watchful brown eyes on them scathingly. He was very eager to begin the next stages of their journey to ultimate and unlimited power.