Noctisardor Bypass riskieron

Aw, fuck. Alexandre had really been hoping to avoid conflict, here.

The man had been a bit further out than Zane, but he'd run here all the same. He approached the group carefully, icy eyes darting from one to the next. He didn't know the man in his pack, but he'd back him up regardless. 

Ale was not technically highly ranked in the pack, but Arbiter was gone, and... well, someone had to try and diffuse the situation. And catching the tail end of what Zane had said, it didn't appear to be him.

So he did what he did best. Bluffed.

Alexandre approached with his head held high and his tail slightly raised, an air of authority without being aggressive. If at all possible, he wanted to avoid conflict here - they were outnumbered, after all, and it would be easier to deal with if they could just talk it out. 

"What business do you have with Legion?" he questioned, scanning over the wolves gathered and landing his gaze on the male that had howled for them initially. "Perhaps we can discuss a peaceable solution."

Like you leaving.