Moonspear fear is the hand that pulls your strings

The man was impressive from a distance. It wasn't something he'd ever say out loud (much like a lot of things) but he couldn't deny that the stranger was appealing for his size and his evident health. It made sense now why Hydra would meet with him. He didn't notice the approaching leviathan in the trees and that was appealing too — that boosted Revui's ego, as he was still young enough to think of himself as separate from the real adults and somehow lesser than them by default, so having this evidently powerful male go about without reference to him was, frankly, something Revui had not expected.

Advancing as he did, and as Arcturus and Yama did, to the adult ranks had meant a change in their status, but also a change in how the pack treated them. It wasn't like they hadn't been appropriately trained as children to take up the mantle as the stewards of Moonspear but the pressure was on them all now, and even Revui could feel the importance of his presence on the slopes. He was the one that routinely watched the borders, who followed the others on their adventures, who tried to keep them as safe as possible. The way that Alya, Lyra, and Hydra did; he thought of their mother and father too, and mentally compared each of them in turn to this stranger who lurked upon the mountain.

Yes, he was impressive. And if he should stray along his path, Revui would be there to make sure the fall was quick and painless. 

There was no room on the mountain (on his mountain) for any weakness. So while Revui trailed after the stranger he monitored how well he maneuvered through the jagged rows of maze-like pine, how often he paused for breaks, and whether or not he got lost along the way. He gave the stranger a wide berth but found himself gaining on their position within a few minutes. The testing wasn't going to end there but there was only so much that Revui could glean from the way they moved from this distance. Most strange about this encounter was the speed the stranger kept — like he knew the subtle bends, what to expect around a turn, what path to avoid. Revui was patient but he was not that patient; evidently this man wasn't going to stumble or fail in any obvious regard, meaning that Revui would have to intervene.

His pace picked up and he didn't care if the stranger heard him coming. They were downhill from him, and the addition of gravity helped him thunder along a ridge on his approach. He came up to the stranger from his right flank and he was as agitated in appearance as the first time he'd encountered Sebastian on the borders — full of piss and vinegar, ready to crush the bones of any enemies and especially keen on doing so to this supposed interloper — but, it was a ruse. A good ruse. A level of aggression that came naturally to the boy, that he could channel in to this supposed assault.

He wanted to see what would happen. He wanted to know why Hydra was so interested in this stranger that she'd let him on their mountain, but mostly Revui just wanted a fight, and this was the easiest way to get there.