They had just barely arrived home when a call rang out through the mountains. A beckoning of their leaders and Jaxxon sighed, his heart heavy the man shook himself out, his fur ruffled a bit before settling and he sighed again before slapping on a more professional face and set off towards where the cry had come from.

Upon arriving the man saw many numbers of wolves, they smelled of incense and other various things he couldn't quite place through the throng of them all. He had just arrived as Nyra finished speaking and the man placed himself at her side. Standing tall his tail was also curled over his haunches in a display of dominance.

The look on his face was a serious one as he spoke. I am Jaxxon, Co-Einvald of Jakten. What can we do for you folks...? He questioned, a little less harsher than his female counterpart. Joxer always handled the more diplomatic things but here he was, front and center in front of a pack of southern dwelling wolves.