Bearclaw Valley Defiant to the end

Another lurking boy near their borders, and he had hints of the first one's smell on him. Evien was used to coming and going to the borders at random times, having returned from a trip to collect some mint leaves in the nearby forest. The agouti wolf was skulking around, clearly scouting them out, and Evien rolled his eyes a little bit. 

Deja vu. 

The medic arched a brow as he approached from the opposite direction, a small smirk on his maw. He sat the mint leaves down on the ground. He would've said something, but Revui would interrupt him. The stone colored man would draw a sigh from the medic, but he said nothing. What did it matter, anyway, if all of these warmongerers simply wanted to start battles that they shouldn't?

He tipped his head back and howled for @Merrick instead. Perhaps their leader could help.