Gimme Gimme

The slate alpha kept one eye on the prisoner and another on the horizon as Shaye led Valentine and Chaos into the territory. He gave an official looking nod to both of them, finding it hard not to smile eagerly at his brother’s presence and his amused words. While he had never really intended to deal flesh, this time would be an easy hand off.


He stood over Vlad’s huge form as he eyed his father. Valentine looked like he was about to grab the slaver up and trot away with him at any moment. "Good to see you both." He offered first, more glad to be rid of their ‘guest.’ They had already wasted too many resources on the large wolf. "Abaven: the pack that’s slightly more useful than you thought." He offered a depreciating joke at the pack’s expense.