I'm sure everyone knows this already, but lemme say it one more time:
This story is connected to the ongoing roleplay on here called Boo's Pizza II: Electric BOOgaloo. I wrote because I wanted to get to know my OCs better and I felt that a written story would be a better way to do that than a roleplay. One last note, the title is pronounced Dedede-destiny, even though there's only 3 'de's in it. Without further ado:
“Well, now what?” the cream colored wolf, Aili, asked.
The wolves that formed the pack that guards the Wind Fish had just disembarked from quite possibly the greatest journey any of them would ever take. It was a journey that had had its start right on their own island, with a giant, evil frog named Wart coming in attempt to kill their patron deity, but he died to the Wind Fish after meeting with resistance from their alpha, Daggertooth and a girl named Cayde Shilen. Daggertooth’s younger brother, Chevs, left the island on order of the Wind Fish to help Cayde find her birth family, and as he was coming back home, he was captured by King Dedede, who had a killer robot called Funtime Freddy in his service. When they landed on the island, Dedede sent Funtime Freddy in search of Daggertooth, and Chevs managed to escape Dedede’s submarine to warn Daggertooth. He was too late, however, and Daggertooth was killed by Funtime Freddy. This led to Chevs being the alpha, which Dedede realized and promptly recaptured and brainwashed Chevs. King Dedede then used Chevs as his puppet to rule the wolves in an effort to terraform the island to make way for the Nightmare Fleet, which Wart was behind. However, Dedede botched the brainwashing process, and Chevs was able to break free after an altercation with some other servants of Wart. While the wolves were scattered around the island fending off various servants of Wart, the Shilen family came to the island due to Cayde’s worry for Chevs’ safety, because she was of special interest to Wart and her family’s hometown was one of the first targets for the Nightmare Fleet. After a few skirmishes, during one of which Dedede's submarine that he had arrived to the island in was destroyed, the occupation of the island had reached a stalemate, when Vincent Carbanzo, who’s brother Walter had a special grudge against Wart, and a plan and weapon to end him for good with, showed up. This led to the wolves, the Shilens and a couple of Wart’s minions who had turned against him to go to the Gap Between Dimensions, where Wart eventually met his demise. Now the wolves were back on their island, and they looked to Chevs, their young, naive new alpha for guidance.
“We need to have Daggertooth’s funeral,” Chevs replied. “It's been long enough that his body has probably decayed something awful now, and I don't want that to disfigure our memories of him. Aili, you'll have to help me with this, I was still very young when Father died.”
“Well for any funeral it's preferable to have the body, especially for an alpha's funeral,” Aili, who had been Daggertooth’s mate, replied. “The ceremonies cannot be properly completed and his memory not properly honored without the body there.” Chevs sighed. “Well, ok, hopefully it's not too bad,” he replied reluctantly.
“An alpha's funeral takes place at night anyway, and it's only been a couple of days, it should be fine,” Aili replied reassuringly. “He died near the beach, no?”
Chevs thought for a few seconds before responding. “It should be somewhere in the woods, right out from Dedede’s submarine, and the wreckage of that should be easy to find, it’s somewhere on this beach.” He looked both ways down the beach, which was on the southern end of the island, and then his tail perked up. “I think I see it down there. Aili, uh, what should we do to retrieve it?”
“There should be a tarp in the alpha’s secret room, but unfortunately the knowledge of where that room is died with Daggertooth,” Aili sighed. “I would constantly ask him, but he kept it very secret, more so than most alphas. Which is a shame because that’s where all the books with the codes and legends are kept, so we’ll have to go off of memory for the ceremony.”
Chevs put his head down. “He always took his work very seriously. Let’s just go find the body, uh, Aili we should just be able to carry it, I guess.” (The alpha pair of the wolves that guard the Wind Fish are each granted the ability to transform to a human form for purposes of negotiation, and Chevs was specially granted one because of his mission to assist Cayde Shilen in finding her birth family)
Aili nodded. “We should probably go and search for it before it gets too dark,” she urged. “Chevs, lead the way.” Chevs set off towards the destroyed submarine, dread in his heart of what he would find. He couldn’t remember how bad the impact from Funtime Freddy’s scoop had been, and what sort of shape the body would be in now. He walked up to the submarine’s wreckage and faced across the beach into the woods.
“Let me think, I ran out of the submarine and stood on the ramp, which is right here, and I saw him in the woods right over there…” Chevs struggled to relive the painful memory of his brother’s death, and being in the same place it had happened made it all the more difficult. “Wait. I think I see it,” he said suddenly, seeing a dark lump in the leaves. He walked up to it, prodded the leaves aside, and unearthed his brother’s body. It was caked in blood, and the head was bent at an odd angle, but decay had not set in yet. Chevs bent down, a lump in his throat, and sniffed, taking in his brother’s scent for the final time. Aili joined him, and they shared a moment of grief.
It was cut short, however, by a piglike brute wielding a massive axe bursting through the underbrush. Chevs stared at it in shock, then when it leaned down over Daggertooth’s body he realized what had attracted it and he let out a mighty growl, leapt over the body and tackled the monster, latching his jaws onto its neck. It tried to escape, but to no avail, and after a brief struggle Chevs snapped its neck. He backed off of it, revolted by the taste of its blood, and turned around to see the rest of the pack had gathered around Daggertooth’s body.
“Where did that thing come from?” Chevs wondered out loud.
“I’m not sure, but I think I smell more,” Aili replied. “We should hurry.” After saying this, she transformed to her human form, and beckoned for Chevs to do the same. After he joined her, she picked up Daggertooth’s back legs and Chevs took his head and shoulders, taking care not to do any more damage.
“Oken! Marin! Cutter! Byron!” Aili called to the rest of the pack. “Escort us to the meeting rock, in case I’m right about there being more of those monsters. One of you at each corner.” The four wolves moved to obey, and the pack set off on this most bizarre of funeral processions.
Twice upon the way they were ambushed, once by another piglike brute with an axe, and once by one with a sword and shield. Oken, Chevs’ younger brother was able to dispatch the axe one easily enough, but both Byron, Chevs’ other brother, and Marin, an unrelated she-wolf who claimed to be the only survivor of a shipwreck on the island’s northern coast, had to team up to kill the one with the sword.
Once they made it back to the pack’s meeting space, which was a clearing in the woods with a small rock cliff on one side where the alpha would stand to give announcements, rally the pack and anything else that might need to be done. Chevs and Aili gently placed Daggertooth’s body down in the middle of this clearing, then after readopting their wolf forms, Chevs looked to Aili for guidance.
“Now, didn’t we burn Father’s body whenever he died?” Chevs asked. Aili thought for a moment then replied “Yes. We need to make a pyre of logs around his body, then we begin the blaze at twilight. I can’t remember how we did it before, but I’ll be thinking about that while we gather logs. Just be careful while you do that you watch out for any other monsters, in fact? Let’s just split up into groups. Chevs, Byron, you two go together, Cutter and Oken go together, and I’d like to talk with Marin some. I know I don’t need to remind you lot about group etiquette and not breaking groups unless absolutely necessary. Let’s go!”
The wolves split into their respective groups and went different directions into the woods to find the wood. After about thirty minutes, they returned, each wolf carrying a sizeable load of wood in his or her mouth.
“So, anybody run into anything?” Chevs after dropping his sticks. “Because Byron and I ran into two of the spear ones at once. He used his stick very impressively to knock one to the ground by the neck, I must say. Much less nasty than my method of just chewing on the neck.” “Heh. Thanks,” Byron chuckled. Chevs playfully rammed into his brother’s shoulder then looked at the rest of the pack.
“Marin and I did see one, but we took a long way around and didn’t confront it,” Aili replied. “We already had a good load of sticks by that time and didn’t want to have to drop them.”
“I, ah, got clipped by one of their shields,” Oken said bashfully. “Cutter went in first, and she got it to turn around, so I tried running at it from the back but it heard me, and when it spun around it’s shield hit me in the shoulder.” Chevs walked up to his youngest brother and looked at his shoulder. “Yeah, there’s blood there, shouldn’t be much more than a flesh wound though. Does it hurt to walk?” Oken shook his head. “No, not really, unless I really try to put a lot of weight on that leg.”
“Well I wouldn’t recommend that,” Chevs replied, then gave Oken’s wound a couple of tender licks and turned to look at Aili. “So, did you remember anything about how to start the fire?” he asked.
Aili nodded. “Yes, and I’m surprised I forgot. Just dash a simple flint rock against something steel, you have some of his old knives on you, no?”
“That I do,” Chevs replied. “So now, do we, I mean, now let’s get that pyre built!” he asserted, trying to remember that he was now the alpha and in charge of the wolves, including Aili, odd as that felt.
After placing the wood around Daggertooth, Chevs had the wolves nose around on the ground for a flint rock. After Cutter deposited one at his feet, he looked to the sky.
“Not quite twilight,” he said. “I wanted to have everyone go find something to eat, but that’s obviously too dangerous, there’s monsters out there.”
“Could we not split up into pairs again?” Aili suggested. “We did that for gathering the wood.” Chevs groaned and rolled his head around. “I don’t know, I feel like we’d be too zeroed in on whatever we might be hunting and not see anything behind us. Don’t we have some dried meat put away somewhere? Let’s just have that for tonight.” Aili exhaled irritably. “I still don’t think it’d be that dangerous, but you’re the alpha,” she said.
Chevs went up to the rock and after sniffing around its base, started digging to unearth a large slab of dried meat. He pulled it out of the hole and used his teeth to tear it into six equal portions. As he was distributing them to the members of the pack, Aili remarked darkly “Well, six is a lot easier to divide by than seven.” Upon seeing the glares that the other wolves sent her, she busied herself with her meat, remarking “Sorry, too soon I suppose.”
“Um, yeah, it really is,” Chevs said, before going after his own meat. It was chewier than fresh meat, and much less flavorful, but it was food nonetheless, and he went at it with vigor.
“You know,” Aili said after swallowing a mouthful, “I completely forgot about this when Natalie Shilen asked me if we had anything to eat,”
“That’s right, we did have this, and I believe that humans have something similar to this that we’re eating, jerky or something similar,” Chevs replied. “She probably would have appreciated getting to try it.”
“It’s hard to believe she’s also gone,” Marin replied. “I wonder how the Shilens are doing.”
“That’s right, she did die,” Chevs said. “Shot by that mouse fellow. I’m glad I finally got to eat him, even if he was nasty.”
“She’s not the one you needed to guide, was she, Chevs?” Byron spoke up. Chevs shook his head. “No, that was Cayde, her daughter, I was helping her find James and Natalie, who were her parents. I suppose I’ll have to give you all an account of what happened after I left the island, it was quite the adventure.”
“Why not now?” Oken asked. “Don’t we have time now?” Chevs looked into the sky. “We might, but I’d rather not cut it close on the twilight and the ceremonies for Daggertooth.” On saying this, he ate the last of his meat and looked back up at the sky. “Which we should probably get going on now, Aili, how does this work, aren’t I supposed to be up on the rock when the fire starts?”
Aili also finished her meal, and stood up. “Yes, and I’m the one who starts the fire,” she answered, looking around to find the flint rock Cutter had found.
“Alright. I suppose you’ll need a knife,” Chevs muttered, quickly transforming, dropping a knife at Aili’s feet, and reverting to his wolf form to stand on top of the rock.
“Well, my packmates, as you all know, we are all gathered here today to mourn the loss of our alpha, my older brother, Daggertooth. His life was tragically lost on his tenth birthday, he gave his life in service of his pack upon arrival of the nightmare fleet. He will always be remembered as the alpha who aided Cayde Shilen in slaying Wart for the first time, as well as a mate to Aili, and a brother to Byron, Oken and I.” On saying this, he nodded at Aili, who was kneeling in her human form next to the pyre. She struck the flint against the dagger, and stepped back as the flames devoured Daggertooth’s body. Chevs then knew it was tradition to have a song in honor of the deceased alpha. He threw his head back and began to howl the song that he had been working on for this very moment.
Daggertooth, oh my brother
You may be gone, but not from me
Dead at the hands of Dedede
And I was unfortunate enough to see
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Like you there will never be another
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Whatever shall we do without you?
I’m the alpha, but I don’t know what to do
I need the guidance of a wise one like you
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Like you there will never be another
Aili quickly picked up on the tune, and being back in her wolf form, harmonized Chevs’ howling with her own slightly higher howling, and together they brought chills down Chevs’ spine. Soon the rest of the pack joined in, and the six wolves poured out their grief and final respects for Daggertooth as his body burned. The howling and fire both reached to the sky late into the night, and eventually all the wolves were asleep.
This story is connected to the ongoing roleplay on here called Boo's Pizza II: Electric BOOgaloo. I wrote because I wanted to get to know my OCs better and I felt that a written story would be a better way to do that than a roleplay. One last note, the title is pronounced Dedede-destiny, even though there's only 3 'de's in it. Without further ado:
“Well, now what?” the cream colored wolf, Aili, asked.
The wolves that formed the pack that guards the Wind Fish had just disembarked from quite possibly the greatest journey any of them would ever take. It was a journey that had had its start right on their own island, with a giant, evil frog named Wart coming in attempt to kill their patron deity, but he died to the Wind Fish after meeting with resistance from their alpha, Daggertooth and a girl named Cayde Shilen. Daggertooth’s younger brother, Chevs, left the island on order of the Wind Fish to help Cayde find her birth family, and as he was coming back home, he was captured by King Dedede, who had a killer robot called Funtime Freddy in his service. When they landed on the island, Dedede sent Funtime Freddy in search of Daggertooth, and Chevs managed to escape Dedede’s submarine to warn Daggertooth. He was too late, however, and Daggertooth was killed by Funtime Freddy. This led to Chevs being the alpha, which Dedede realized and promptly recaptured and brainwashed Chevs. King Dedede then used Chevs as his puppet to rule the wolves in an effort to terraform the island to make way for the Nightmare Fleet, which Wart was behind. However, Dedede botched the brainwashing process, and Chevs was able to break free after an altercation with some other servants of Wart. While the wolves were scattered around the island fending off various servants of Wart, the Shilen family came to the island due to Cayde’s worry for Chevs’ safety, because she was of special interest to Wart and her family’s hometown was one of the first targets for the Nightmare Fleet. After a few skirmishes, during one of which Dedede's submarine that he had arrived to the island in was destroyed, the occupation of the island had reached a stalemate, when Vincent Carbanzo, who’s brother Walter had a special grudge against Wart, and a plan and weapon to end him for good with, showed up. This led to the wolves, the Shilens and a couple of Wart’s minions who had turned against him to go to the Gap Between Dimensions, where Wart eventually met his demise. Now the wolves were back on their island, and they looked to Chevs, their young, naive new alpha for guidance.
Dededestiny: A Boo’s Pizza story
“We need to have Daggertooth’s funeral,” Chevs replied. “It's been long enough that his body has probably decayed something awful now, and I don't want that to disfigure our memories of him. Aili, you'll have to help me with this, I was still very young when Father died.”
“Well for any funeral it's preferable to have the body, especially for an alpha's funeral,” Aili, who had been Daggertooth’s mate, replied. “The ceremonies cannot be properly completed and his memory not properly honored without the body there.” Chevs sighed. “Well, ok, hopefully it's not too bad,” he replied reluctantly.
“An alpha's funeral takes place at night anyway, and it's only been a couple of days, it should be fine,” Aili replied reassuringly. “He died near the beach, no?”
Chevs thought for a few seconds before responding. “It should be somewhere in the woods, right out from Dedede’s submarine, and the wreckage of that should be easy to find, it’s somewhere on this beach.” He looked both ways down the beach, which was on the southern end of the island, and then his tail perked up. “I think I see it down there. Aili, uh, what should we do to retrieve it?”
“There should be a tarp in the alpha’s secret room, but unfortunately the knowledge of where that room is died with Daggertooth,” Aili sighed. “I would constantly ask him, but he kept it very secret, more so than most alphas. Which is a shame because that’s where all the books with the codes and legends are kept, so we’ll have to go off of memory for the ceremony.”
Chevs put his head down. “He always took his work very seriously. Let’s just go find the body, uh, Aili we should just be able to carry it, I guess.” (The alpha pair of the wolves that guard the Wind Fish are each granted the ability to transform to a human form for purposes of negotiation, and Chevs was specially granted one because of his mission to assist Cayde Shilen in finding her birth family)
Aili nodded. “We should probably go and search for it before it gets too dark,” she urged. “Chevs, lead the way.” Chevs set off towards the destroyed submarine, dread in his heart of what he would find. He couldn’t remember how bad the impact from Funtime Freddy’s scoop had been, and what sort of shape the body would be in now. He walked up to the submarine’s wreckage and faced across the beach into the woods.
“Let me think, I ran out of the submarine and stood on the ramp, which is right here, and I saw him in the woods right over there…” Chevs struggled to relive the painful memory of his brother’s death, and being in the same place it had happened made it all the more difficult. “Wait. I think I see it,” he said suddenly, seeing a dark lump in the leaves. He walked up to it, prodded the leaves aside, and unearthed his brother’s body. It was caked in blood, and the head was bent at an odd angle, but decay had not set in yet. Chevs bent down, a lump in his throat, and sniffed, taking in his brother’s scent for the final time. Aili joined him, and they shared a moment of grief.
It was cut short, however, by a piglike brute wielding a massive axe bursting through the underbrush. Chevs stared at it in shock, then when it leaned down over Daggertooth’s body he realized what had attracted it and he let out a mighty growl, leapt over the body and tackled the monster, latching his jaws onto its neck. It tried to escape, but to no avail, and after a brief struggle Chevs snapped its neck. He backed off of it, revolted by the taste of its blood, and turned around to see the rest of the pack had gathered around Daggertooth’s body.
“Where did that thing come from?” Chevs wondered out loud.
“I’m not sure, but I think I smell more,” Aili replied. “We should hurry.” After saying this, she transformed to her human form, and beckoned for Chevs to do the same. After he joined her, she picked up Daggertooth’s back legs and Chevs took his head and shoulders, taking care not to do any more damage.
“Oken! Marin! Cutter! Byron!” Aili called to the rest of the pack. “Escort us to the meeting rock, in case I’m right about there being more of those monsters. One of you at each corner.” The four wolves moved to obey, and the pack set off on this most bizarre of funeral processions.
Twice upon the way they were ambushed, once by another piglike brute with an axe, and once by one with a sword and shield. Oken, Chevs’ younger brother was able to dispatch the axe one easily enough, but both Byron, Chevs’ other brother, and Marin, an unrelated she-wolf who claimed to be the only survivor of a shipwreck on the island’s northern coast, had to team up to kill the one with the sword.
Once they made it back to the pack’s meeting space, which was a clearing in the woods with a small rock cliff on one side where the alpha would stand to give announcements, rally the pack and anything else that might need to be done. Chevs and Aili gently placed Daggertooth’s body down in the middle of this clearing, then after readopting their wolf forms, Chevs looked to Aili for guidance.
“Now, didn’t we burn Father’s body whenever he died?” Chevs asked. Aili thought for a moment then replied “Yes. We need to make a pyre of logs around his body, then we begin the blaze at twilight. I can’t remember how we did it before, but I’ll be thinking about that while we gather logs. Just be careful while you do that you watch out for any other monsters, in fact? Let’s just split up into groups. Chevs, Byron, you two go together, Cutter and Oken go together, and I’d like to talk with Marin some. I know I don’t need to remind you lot about group etiquette and not breaking groups unless absolutely necessary. Let’s go!”
The wolves split into their respective groups and went different directions into the woods to find the wood. After about thirty minutes, they returned, each wolf carrying a sizeable load of wood in his or her mouth.
“So, anybody run into anything?” Chevs after dropping his sticks. “Because Byron and I ran into two of the spear ones at once. He used his stick very impressively to knock one to the ground by the neck, I must say. Much less nasty than my method of just chewing on the neck.” “Heh. Thanks,” Byron chuckled. Chevs playfully rammed into his brother’s shoulder then looked at the rest of the pack.
“Marin and I did see one, but we took a long way around and didn’t confront it,” Aili replied. “We already had a good load of sticks by that time and didn’t want to have to drop them.”
“I, ah, got clipped by one of their shields,” Oken said bashfully. “Cutter went in first, and she got it to turn around, so I tried running at it from the back but it heard me, and when it spun around it’s shield hit me in the shoulder.” Chevs walked up to his youngest brother and looked at his shoulder. “Yeah, there’s blood there, shouldn’t be much more than a flesh wound though. Does it hurt to walk?” Oken shook his head. “No, not really, unless I really try to put a lot of weight on that leg.”
“Well I wouldn’t recommend that,” Chevs replied, then gave Oken’s wound a couple of tender licks and turned to look at Aili. “So, did you remember anything about how to start the fire?” he asked.
Aili nodded. “Yes, and I’m surprised I forgot. Just dash a simple flint rock against something steel, you have some of his old knives on you, no?”
“That I do,” Chevs replied. “So now, do we, I mean, now let’s get that pyre built!” he asserted, trying to remember that he was now the alpha and in charge of the wolves, including Aili, odd as that felt.
After placing the wood around Daggertooth, Chevs had the wolves nose around on the ground for a flint rock. After Cutter deposited one at his feet, he looked to the sky.
“Not quite twilight,” he said. “I wanted to have everyone go find something to eat, but that’s obviously too dangerous, there’s monsters out there.”
“Could we not split up into pairs again?” Aili suggested. “We did that for gathering the wood.” Chevs groaned and rolled his head around. “I don’t know, I feel like we’d be too zeroed in on whatever we might be hunting and not see anything behind us. Don’t we have some dried meat put away somewhere? Let’s just have that for tonight.” Aili exhaled irritably. “I still don’t think it’d be that dangerous, but you’re the alpha,” she said.
Chevs went up to the rock and after sniffing around its base, started digging to unearth a large slab of dried meat. He pulled it out of the hole and used his teeth to tear it into six equal portions. As he was distributing them to the members of the pack, Aili remarked darkly “Well, six is a lot easier to divide by than seven.” Upon seeing the glares that the other wolves sent her, she busied herself with her meat, remarking “Sorry, too soon I suppose.”
“Um, yeah, it really is,” Chevs said, before going after his own meat. It was chewier than fresh meat, and much less flavorful, but it was food nonetheless, and he went at it with vigor.
“You know,” Aili said after swallowing a mouthful, “I completely forgot about this when Natalie Shilen asked me if we had anything to eat,”
“That’s right, we did have this, and I believe that humans have something similar to this that we’re eating, jerky or something similar,” Chevs replied. “She probably would have appreciated getting to try it.”
“It’s hard to believe she’s also gone,” Marin replied. “I wonder how the Shilens are doing.”
“That’s right, she did die,” Chevs said. “Shot by that mouse fellow. I’m glad I finally got to eat him, even if he was nasty.”
“She’s not the one you needed to guide, was she, Chevs?” Byron spoke up. Chevs shook his head. “No, that was Cayde, her daughter, I was helping her find James and Natalie, who were her parents. I suppose I’ll have to give you all an account of what happened after I left the island, it was quite the adventure.”
“Why not now?” Oken asked. “Don’t we have time now?” Chevs looked into the sky. “We might, but I’d rather not cut it close on the twilight and the ceremonies for Daggertooth.” On saying this, he ate the last of his meat and looked back up at the sky. “Which we should probably get going on now, Aili, how does this work, aren’t I supposed to be up on the rock when the fire starts?”
Aili also finished her meal, and stood up. “Yes, and I’m the one who starts the fire,” she answered, looking around to find the flint rock Cutter had found.
“Alright. I suppose you’ll need a knife,” Chevs muttered, quickly transforming, dropping a knife at Aili’s feet, and reverting to his wolf form to stand on top of the rock.
“Well, my packmates, as you all know, we are all gathered here today to mourn the loss of our alpha, my older brother, Daggertooth. His life was tragically lost on his tenth birthday, he gave his life in service of his pack upon arrival of the nightmare fleet. He will always be remembered as the alpha who aided Cayde Shilen in slaying Wart for the first time, as well as a mate to Aili, and a brother to Byron, Oken and I.” On saying this, he nodded at Aili, who was kneeling in her human form next to the pyre. She struck the flint against the dagger, and stepped back as the flames devoured Daggertooth’s body. Chevs then knew it was tradition to have a song in honor of the deceased alpha. He threw his head back and began to howl the song that he had been working on for this very moment.
Daggertooth, oh my brother
You may be gone, but not from me
Dead at the hands of Dedede
And I was unfortunate enough to see
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Like you there will never be another
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Whatever shall we do without you?
I’m the alpha, but I don’t know what to do
I need the guidance of a wise one like you
Daggertooth, oh my brother
Like you there will never be another
Aili quickly picked up on the tune, and being back in her wolf form, harmonized Chevs’ howling with her own slightly higher howling, and together they brought chills down Chevs’ spine. Soon the rest of the pack joined in, and the six wolves poured out their grief and final respects for Daggertooth as his body burned. The howling and fire both reached to the sky late into the night, and eventually all the wolves were asleep.