The Heartwood Can't Tell me There's No Point In Trying

Dreven had brought @Dangoth into the fold. He had shown him where to sleep, and then he had moved further into the pack lands. Though he had returned to keep a weather eye on their new guest. After all Malacath and Khasni had yet to meet him, and as promised he would need to pass muster with those two or Drev would make him rue the day.

As the Morning sun began to rise, it bathed the brown blunt beast in it's breathing light. Curling around him. Dipping across his scars and lighting up the normally shadowed areas. It was a good day to kill or accept another.

So with very little trepidation, he lifted his head, nose pointed to the sky and howled out to @Alduin. It was time to meet the newest recruit, and he hoped they'd like him. Because if they did it would show good judgement from him. If they didn't it could go poorly for Dreven.