Starting connections

When Manea had decided she wanted to have a pack and wanted him to be her second in command alpha, Alastor had been ready to accept in a heartbeat. As with Lurid before her, Alastor knew he would have duties and responsibilities to elevate his queen to reach her ambitions, and he was prepared to start work on that right away. Their first stop had been with Ashen. Manea had expressed a deep desire to form an alliance with the renowned empire, and after an enlightening meeting with the proud (and somewhat stuffy) monarchs, Alastor knew what his next step would be. Manea wanted to be friends with the empire? Might as well be friends with the friends of the empire too!

A little snooping around revealed that a pack close to the empire, Habari, was not only an ally, but a sister pack to Ashen. Well well well, can't get closer than that! Alastor had decided then and there to meet with Habari's leader, a wolf he'd heard through rumor was unnaturally beautiful. If anything, that made his desire to seek the woman out even greater! What could be more fun than seeing if the gossips spoke truth? While Manea scouted out the nearby lands to find somewhere suitable for their pack to set up, Alastor made his way to the scent markers that formed the boundaries of Habari. His paws took him to a grove of green trees, a kind he had never seen before, and to the volcano looming just beyond.

The massive shadow brute with fur kissed by flame gazed across the lush land with appraising black eyes. His large paw dug at the dirt, feeling the silty texture it had, more akin to ash than earth. Fascinating... The lands were quiet, but the scents were fresh. Habari was still here. Raising his muzzle, Alastor let out a call for Recluse, his smooth and husky voice carrying over the copse of young trees to find the she-wolf he sought.


"Alastor"