A phantom ran to Night before all four of his black-furred paws crossed the border. "Why are you stopping me from making harmony between Jammers and Phantoms?" sneered Night.

"No. I don't want to stop you. My name is Blackness and I want to help you" said the phantom.

Night groaned. "Oh alright then. Fine. You can come." Night said, a little under his breath.

"Yay!" said Blackness, as he followed Night across the border.

Once they entered Jamaa, every jammer was screaming.

"Ahhhh! It's a phantom!"
"Call the alphas!"
"Help!"
"We're all gonna die!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"

All the jammers started running. All except for one white wolf in the middle of Jamma.