The very thought of the slavers made her blood boil, the protective instincts that rose up when she thought of her weaker members just doubled knowing a slaver was in the pack lands. The lost wolves of Abaven where who she strived to protect, to build a life for. Of course, that also went to every member of Abaven, not just the ones who had been hurt and abused. She loved them all, but some made her protective instincts flare more then others. As the wolves broke apart from the borders, she would first seek out Rhyme, and then find Ace. She made her way to the thickets, as she had asked him to take his new ward, and find out where she had stashed him. She would run first into Ignis, and smile at the young warrior. Perfect. “Hey, do you know where Ace went?” she asked him, no doubt he had been filled in by now about the slavers. “Think you could watch Vlad for a moment and send Ace here? Just, don’t trust a word that man says.” she warned the younger warrior. That done, she sat back and waited for Ace to make an appearance. "Talk"

He had brought the new slave to the thickets as instructed, debating on whether or not he should let the male use one of the dens he had initially dug out for him and his family to use, or just force the male to sleep outside. Making the male sleep outside when winter came was extremely tempting. It's not like he deserved anything more than that, right? No shelter. No freedom. That's something that the slavers were doing to the slaves, he was sure. He sat nearby, watching Vlad until Ignis bounded over. His nephew whispered to him, telling him that Shaye was looking for him and that he'd take over watching the prisoner. Ace trusted Ignis, but he wondered if the boy was capable of such a task. Well, only way to find out was by doing, right? So he nodded to Ignis, cautioning the boy to keep his wits about him before he took off. He followed Ignis' trail back to where he had just come from, finding Shaye at the end of it. Crimson gaze settled on her, losing some of the intensity from earlier. "I don't know if it's a good or bad thing that Ignis is guarding that man. Either Ignis will do as instructed, or probably pester him to death before we get the chance to interrogate him." He chuckled a bit, knowing that Ignis was probably dying to heckle Vlad to death. Or, he would sit there and keep a close eye on him to prove he was capable of anything asked of him. Both Actaea and Ignis were smart and willing to learn and please. He approached, a nod of greeting offered to her. "Either way, rest assured that he won't be causing any trouble here. Not unless he wants another beating." speech action