Arrow Lake we are made of flesh

His gaze narrowed at the mere child before him. So it seemed she'd met a number on her borders, but she still had a mind of a child where her imagination would easily wander from her duties. She'd been instructed, though. He could see that much.
The pack may be low on numbers, or perhaps she were a free spirit that they could not tame and this was as close to freedom as she got.
"Sedulous Sahira. Scouting."
There, his name and intention. He wasn't lying at all, for Sedulous was one of his names. He was known within his borders as Earp, therefore outside he had to have a different name. To protect the Family, of course.
His black eyes gleamed softly, watching her like he were a raven eyeing a carcass, calculating if something dangerous would come by to snatch him up.
He wasn't in the mood to fight today. But he was always willing to cause chaos. His life was meticulous, pristine. He raged havoc for others, though.
To have one of their young go... missing in the night. It gave him a lot of advantages.