Six members of the High Moon and Black Moon clans were lost that day; five members were missing. It was hard, as all knew, in war, there would be casualties. However, it never made things any easier. Zakari knew a lot of the clan members were now living in fear, worried about when the next attack would be. He knew this was only a small taste of what was to come and it worried him too. The fiends, this time, had been very hard to fight. If it had not been for Winter and her abilities, then they would have lost a lot more then just six beings.
Marcus, the man that fell from the fairest wheel, had been in a pretty bad way. In fact, a month on and he was still in the hospital, still in a coma. He was lucky he had been a shifter with wolf blood. If Marcus had been anything else, he would have
