Dark Star

The alphen brute padded onto the terra, his muscular form on edge for any others. Seeing no one was there, he howled loudly. He seeked for allies, as these days, humans were a threat. He lowered his maw in respect. After that he turned away and howled once more. His howl requested friendship between the two boardering packlands. The black brujo then pads away towards Avalanche Grove slowly, auds alert for a howl of acceptance back.