Jagged

After taking a detour from Aspen Grove, the son of the alpha, Vestige, had taken the job of gathering allies for their pack.

He trotted to the border of the land, and tipped back his head to release a long, low howl. Then he called out to the pack that lived here, "I have come seeking an alliance between your pack and Aspen Grove!"

Draven & Jagged

The triple cross hybrid approached the borders of the land, but not to join, to converse with the one who was seeking alliance. "You are part of the Aspen Grove pack, yes?"

Jagged, who's suspitions were instantly raised, nodded once, now on edge. Was this an enemy or an assassin?

Draven dipped his head, "Could you take me to the alpha. I would like to join your pack."

Jagged frowned, his eyes narrowing. "Why our pack? Who are you?"

Draven sighed, "My name is Draven. I was once a member of the Ancient Guardians. I heard you were against the Shadow Haunters, so I came to join. Your pack is well known. I have some friends who would help you in times of need. Four cats, who used to be in the Ancient Guardians with me."

Jagged nodded, relaxing a little as he recognise the name of the group that were anti-haunter. "Well, My name is Jagged. I'm the son of the alpha, Vestige. He's currently busy taking care of some business, but you can wait with me here, then we can go back to Aspen Grove and speak to Liseli, our beta, or my father if he has returned."

Draven nodded, smiling briefly before falling silent as the pair waited for the alpha of the land.