Paul Revere

Alaric stayed in Aspen den after the meeting, after the funeral. Everyone was heavily emotionally charged right now and he understood why, he simply just wasn't the best at consoling others either. However, as he was walking through the Aspen tree forest he spotted a familiar spotted brown pelt. While they were never formally introduced, Alaric had seen her at multiple meetings. Maul and Cinder strolled behind the large white wolf, keeping at his side. He approached Petra and gave him a welcoming nod of respect. He cleared his throat, unsure of what to say. She had to be grieving like the rest of them, right? He knew to tread carefully. "I haven't seen you around since..." He paused, letting the words hang in still air. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "How are you holding up?" Maybe she wanted to talk about it. Maybe she didn't. Either way, he would respect that. "I don't think we were ever formally introduced." He continued after sometime of giving her plenty time to respond. "My name is Alaric Warmaw." He introduced himself.