Nocturnus-Clan-Club

                           CHAPTER 1                      (Knuckle's POV)        A chilling wind slowly swept through the cold prison cell I was being kept in. I shivered a little, half from cold, half from hunger and exhaustion. I had been captive in this strange camp for over a week now, without food or rest in the meantime. I tried to move and find some comfort. No luck. My shackles held me fast. My stomach roared at me. My red fur ruffled in agreement. I began to try and find some answers in my memories of my capture. Most of them wanted me dead. Their leader, on the other hand, wanted to keep me alive, for whatever reason. Shade. T