grinnin' like a jackass eatin' cactus [RAID]

This was it. Tyrian strode over the border into Ashen territory. At his back were the raiders of Fireside. Until now he'd cautioned his wolves to be quiet but now that they had arrived there was no need for it. Now it was too late for heavy preparations and that was all he cared about. They weren't here to sneak in and sneak out; no, they were here to fight for the right to pilfer Ashen's stores or land without fear of retaliation in the moment. If Fireside won they would take all they could cart off of Ashen's preserved meats or, should the pack have none, they'd hunt whatever large game called the Shrine home and take what they could of all they could get their paws on.

He was feeling feisty so he tossed a pair of saucy lines over his shoulder. ”No sense in standing around waiting to get our dicks tickled. What do you say we invite them to the party?” Tyrian threw back his head and issued a challenge for the wolves of Ashen: come defend your things or stand aside and let Fireside take them. Either way, win or lose, this was the start of Fireside's plight to expand. They needed land and they needed resources, and they couldn't get those from within so it was time to reach out to their neighbors. All neighborly like or something.