Drag Me Down

The very suspicious and on edge Drevin hissed as he turned to find a fae talking to him. He took a few steps back and raised his haunches. While he was very aggressive he was intelligent enough to not attack without due cause. He could feel the winds and a storm was brewing. A dangerous one he had determined. He took a deep breathe but he stared at her. His unusually and creepily calm voice asking the one questions he always said to those he did not know. "Why are you here?" He asked a different question because she had already answered the 'who are you question.' One thing about Drevin was he was overly suspicious and he believed that one day a stranger would introduce him to the end.


Drev thought back to why he was even apart from his birth pack to begin with. His suspicion let him to killing his true father. Drev was a bastard and his mother banished him for killing her secret lover. The memory haunted him. He had been told but he was the only one apart from his true parents that knew of his heritage. To the others he had just killed a loner that had been accepted into the pack. Drevin knew that the loner was his father; he knew that he would never be in the pack because it would be obvious that he [loner] was Drev's father. A small sigh as he waited for an answer.