Kildeer Rest After that, I need a meal.

hello I'm here w some gasoline for ur fire

Trudging through the plains separating his home and the ruddy valley, Alarian had not expected to find another. He had definitely not expected to find two others. The slim boy spotted them from a distance, down-wind and hopefully too far off to be noticed for now.
The Governor watched for several beats, reading each of their expressions. From scent, he knew they were both male— neither of them seemed pack wolves, either. When the white one's face morphed into something like anger, light steps drew Alarian forward quickly until he was within speaking distance of the pair.
Something wrong? He inquired, stiff and business-like; if they wanted to fight, they could do it somewhere other than basically on his doorstep, thanks.