Lion Head Mesa Dragonfly keeper

Another day on patrol. But today was not as quiet as the others.

A howl sounded from their southern border. The jodai did not miss it.

Before too long, the dark beast of a wolf was in view, eyes fixating themselves quickly upon the caller.

You have called for the ear of Akashingo. Why have you done so? Demanding, sharp. He stood tall, at attention, carefully observing this stranger.