You make me take off my shoes before you let me get in

Another raid, another chance to fuck someone’s shit up. Scald wouldn’t say that the Raider’s were like the best out there, but their streak lately would beg to differ. Looking forward to stash another win under their belt, the lanky male strode confidently after his siblings and the others. Feeling the chill rolling off the mountain, his heterochromatic eyes scan the surroundings. So far, not many of Hemlock’s fighters had shown up. Would there be a good showing from this other pack? When Kenway had mentioned them, the name hadn’t rung a bell from his knowledge of the packs. Interested, Scald keeps to the sidelines, watching and waiting.