Seeking an Eden

He watched the two from the up the mountain, beneath the coverage of the ancient eastern pines. He watched with a wide and watchful red gaze while Dimitri made his demand that the new brute respect their borders and readied himself to act just in case the stranger did not value such boundaries. His hackles along his shoulders prickled, reaching for the branch resting above them as Elias lowered his head, aligning it slowly with his spine. He was ready to bolt to the side of Dimitri and fight with him if needed, but what he witnessed instead was compliance. The stranger took a few steps back and Elias felt his hackles slowly begin to flatten out, then pulled himself from the thick coverage of the pine's branches so that he could make his descent down to the two of them.

His ears barely caught what the man said, though they twisted toward the mentioning of souls. Elias momentarily paused a few feet away from them, his crown lifting as his nostrils flared and he tested the air. He didn't smell any other wolves close, no strong scents on this male that could let Elias come to the conclusion that he was a pack wolf. No, perhaps he really was a roamer. He continued moving once he settled on this idea, stopping at the wolf hound's side.

Mountain king narrowed his gaze as he looked over the features of Drakan, taking in his scars and his build. He reminded him so much already of his dear friend Vale, if only in this regard- they were even the same height. Was this another warrior?

"Perdita anima," his voice was held at a low rumble, respecting the silence of the mountains around them for the time being.

"We were all lost once, but you have found yourself on hallowed lands where souls are claimed and molded." His healthy and inky lips pulled into the slightest smirk, "Lost souls like you seem to be finding us a lot lately. I am Elias Praetor, Apollyon of Ruina- the alpha."

His gaze switched to Dimitri at his side, thick neck turning just slightly so that he could see him fully out of the corners of his stare. He wanted to let him know it was okay to introduce himself and the pack if he so chose at this point, though pride radiated from the king as he felt confident in how the man handled the situation initially. Trespassers were not taken lightly, and Dimitri seemed to understand this. Luckily, this man didn't seem to hold any ill intentions. Elias was aware of the size difference between the two, and from the looks of it.. this stranger didn't hold any qualms about getting into a fight. One could have easily broken out, and yet here he stood.. a respectable distance just as asked. He refocused on Drakan.

"Are you a fighter? A warrior? Hunter, perhaps?" He was curious, already going through his mind on where to place this soul.