Gyrfalcon's Keep Like The Ocean's Tide

Dreven was not expecting a new face to arrive, nor was he entirely pleased about it. But he wasn't here to make friends. He was here to protect the wolves of the Keep, because Atka was there.

Red eyes met her's with a bold stare. I am.: Came the deep rumble. Brown's like him, though not as dark. He shifted his position to mirror her stance and returned her study.

Well built, she would prove hard to best, but he doubted he couldn't figure out something if the occasion called for it. Soldiers were all well and good. But there was something to be said for those that had fought to survive their entire lives. He didn't have to live by the rules and rigidity that they had too, and as a result he could absolutely fight dirty if need be, and there was no shame in him for taking a life. It didn't have to be for honor or glory, he could just dislike the being. And that was what set him apart from so many others. Because he was only out for himself, and now Atka.