Amen, praise the lord, etc.

Archon had been working on his pack habits. It became more routine to tour the borders. Now with this... companion of sorts checking in with him, Archon had begun to cook up ideas about what plans he might want to execute once Spring arrived. Perhaps they could start working on physical deterrants for the borders? A more secure area for housing herbs? Maybe even a place to allow Abaven to host visitors as they so desired. The possibilities were endless.

Speaking of strangers, a large brute skirted around the other side of the border. A visitor? He wasn't any of the Abraxas members, from what Archon knew. The male was headed his direction, so Archon aimed to reveal himself. He didn't need to say anything yet. He would wait to see how the male reacted to the pack's presence first.