The Blood Moon shone down with all it’s glory upon the jungle. Through it’s love new life was created, and the Creatures of the Night were able to roam as they pleased through the darkness as easily as Daywalkers. It made for a peaceful sight, and for Enikil, it was no better time than to seek out company. Not just any company, though; a female companion. Even if his sister’s children were grown adults, he still thought of them as cubs, and one day hoped to add to their numbers in his own special way. Or by whatever means necessary.