Silvertip Mountain Houston, we have a problem

Mason nodded and thought carefully but couldn’t figure out any other pack which he had heard of which might be this pack. It was worrying that they had descended and ingrained themselves with barely a ripple in the pond.

 

Suddenly, going against what he had previously suggested, Mason decided that it might be a plan for all three of them to go. As long as they didn’t show aggression he didn’t see why it would be a problem. “I think we should go and see them, yeah.” Mason looked at Krypton. “Do you wanna stay back and keep an eye from a distance? If we get into any trouble you can run back and fetch help or tell Zaria.”