Dylan arrives at the border of the Red River Pack in full force. Hundreds of warriors, some in feral form, others in human form, position themselves behind him. Darkmoon warriors, and many from the allied packs, who hated Nox. Even Alpha Brian from the Black Moon Pack was there with his warriors. He wasn't Dylon's ally, but no one hated Nox more than he did.
All of the Pack's territory was surrounded, and everyone was ready to attack.
When the panicked border guards inform Nox, he approaches with all his haughtiness, with not more than a hundred men.
- Dylan, buddy. What's up? - He says, making his voice sound friendly.
- Nox, where's Ryan?
- I told you before, he didn't stop by. What leads you to think otherwise?
Behind Nox's back, the warriors look at each other. In their heads, t
