Blackwater Islands I’ve got my contact high

The executioner moves along the beach, head level with massive shoulders at a languid pace. His eyes search far and wide for @Arashi. 

Though he does not know this man’s name, he knows that he goes with Fury to begin the new Saints. Though Alduin also does not know that Fury has postponed the raise of said pack — his birth pack. He wants to eye the man down, see if he would even be capable of becoming a Saint. For the name is not grandeur, it’s monstrous and gritty — only meant for those who can take it. 

Fury is a clear example of this as well as his mother, @Simmik and his father, Kynareth. Both Hardy wolves with no room for pity or hesitation when blood needs to be spilt. Would this man be like that? He plans to see.

So Alduin would continue his unrushed search for the man until he finds him. Only his patience wares thin, especially because he doesn’t even know what he looks like. So Alduin would tilt his head and let loose a deep, rumbling howl with the man’s name attached, expecting him to come to the young Saints-man’s call.