The ferry rocked gently as it pushed across the Irish Sea, sunlight breaking through low clouds to scatter across choppy waters. Feral Eclipse had claimed a corner of the top deck like a royal court \u2014 lounging on padded benches, sipping overpriced drinks from the snack bar, and staring into the wind like wolves born to roam.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gabriel stood near the rail, arms stretched wide, shouting, \u201cI\u2019M THE KING OF THE WORLD!\u201d before promptly tripping over a mooring cleat and landing flat on his back. The entire upper deck applauded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Mark muttered, \u201cThat\u2019s one way to get attention.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
They weren\u2019t exactly incognito. Between the trio of werewolves, the familiar lineup of human bandmates, and the black tour hoodies marked with the shimmering red \u201cFeral Eclipse\u201d logo, it didn\u2019t take long before the whispering started.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh my god, that\u2019s them.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAre those\u2026 are they real<\/em> werewolves?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI thought they were just a gimmick.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI think that one just growled at a seagull\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Emily ducked behind Rico, wide-eyed. \u201cUh oh.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n A teenage girl in a denim vest and band buttons approached cautiously. \u201cUm. Are you really Feral Eclipse?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Gabriel leapt to his feet, threw his arms wide, and shouted, \u201cNO! We\u2019re just extremely stylish shepherds!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane sighed. \u201cYes. That\u2019s us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Within minutes, they were swarmed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Selfies. Autograph requests. A mother crying because her son \u201cfinally smiled for once\u201d when he saw the band. A retired dockworker asking Mark if he still used VariLite fixtures. One kid tried to give Gabriel a friendship bracelet made of guitar picks. Gabriel immediately wore it on his ear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They ended up signing the ferry crew\u2019s life vests, playing a few acoustic riffs on deck with Jonah tapping rhythm on a trash can, and eating their way through the snack bar\u2019s entire supply of pre-wrapped sausage rolls. By the time the ferry docked, even the captain had their tour logo scribbled on his clipboard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Customs was easier than anyone expected. Their passports, freshly minted and appropriately chaotic, were stamped and waved through with little more than a chuckle and a handshake. One officer asked Mark to sign her niece\u2019s phone case. Another saluted Thane like he was military.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As the red tour bus rolled off the ferry and into the streets of Dublin, Gabriel sighed dramatically. \u201cYou know, that was almost peaceful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane raised a brow. \u201cAside from you falling overboard trying to feed a seagull.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was not<\/em> falling. I was dramatizing.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The venue outside Dublin was a green, sprawling field converted into a high-capacity concert site for the summer season. Towering black stage scaffolds gleamed in the early evening sun, and rows of steel barricades framed the stage pit like a ceremonial arena. Their name, Feral Eclipse<\/em>, blazed across massive LED screens above the main truss line.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But the real surprise came as they pulled into the lot.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Everything was\u2026 running perfectly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Load-in was swift. The local crew was punctual, professional, and surprisingly respectful \u2014 no gawking, no chaos, no gear misplaced. Gabriel made a game out of trying to catch someone screwing up. He failed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Thane, clipboard in hand, looked vaguely confused. \u201cDid we\u2026 slip into a parallel dimension?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark shrugged. \u201cI\u2019m not complaining.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Even the local lighting director turned out to be a werewolf fanboy \u2014 but a respectful one. \u201cI just wanted to say, Mr. Mark, I learned everything I know about lighting design from watching your tour videos. The red-fog effect during Judgement Hour<\/em>? Bloody brilliant.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark blinked. \u201cThanks. It\u2019s a VariLite VL2600 setup.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The guy gasped. \u201cSeriously? I thought those were retired!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Mark actually smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Soundcheck was tight, quick, and full of positive energy. Gabriel riffed the first few bars of Whiskey on the Wind<\/em> while Cassie tuned up beside him. Maya leaned over to Rico, smirking. \u201cSo, how long do you think this calm vibe lasts?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Rico cracked his knuckles. \u201cGive it ten minutes. Someone\u2019ll find a way to make this weird.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He wasn\u2019t wrong. But for now, under a crisp Irish sky and the golden light of an approaching sunset, everything was smooth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Too smooth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The ferry rocked gently as it pushed across the Irish Sea, sunlight breaking through low clouds to scatter across choppy waters. 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