The Heort�

Drashiel had been slowly venturing from Fehu's borders to investigate the other packs though so far he'd only visited Regium and Imperium. Isokan had come to his door. When Roman mentioned she'd been invited to a gather being held by a pack named Olympus, Drashiel knew he wanted to go. This would be a chance to scope out the other packs, get a feel for the other leaders, their weaknesses and strengths. This was the perfect chance to gather information and a good time to gather it as well. Fehu had no pups to worry about and they were fairly free to move as the felt.


The call rang out and Drashiel was on his feet, striding confidently to answer. Traveling along the lake edge he finally came to the, thus far, small gathering. Ahh? perhaps he was a bit early. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed at the black femme that had called them? he eyes were dark, very dark. A most peculiar color. Isokan's leader was present as well as a silver and black femme that seemed very familiar?.


Drashiel cleared his through and approached the dark femme with the raven. "I am Drashiel Armada. My sister Roman told me of your gathering and I decided to tag along if that is alright with you. I'm the leader, the Linjal, of Fehu. Our pack formed mere weeks ago." He assumed this was why he'd not met with the raven. After all they had moved locations and very few knew Fehu even existed.


"Speech"