"Twilight, we've heard news." A black wolf sneered from the shadows.
"What kind of, news?" A half black, half white wolf asked, grinning.
"They've been born, my lord." The black wolf said.
"You really have seen them, Fang?" Twilight turned to face Fang, with a glint of darkness in his eye.
Fang looked him in the eye. "Yes. They've just been born."
"Good," Twilight laughed. "Good, good, good!"
"When will we do it?" Fang asked.
"Soon, Fang," Twilight answered.
"How soon?" Fang asked impatiently.
"Be patient, my servant," Twilight smirked. "You must be patient. It will happen, soon." Twilight opened his wings, and with a gust of wind, he flew off into the moonlight without another word.
