In the late hours of the night. They all gathered under the crescent moon on a cliff. The Omega's pack swung tree branches and jumped around all high and mighty. Xander's pack maintained their stance on the ground. Drew, the Alpha of the other pack stared at Xander with utter disdain in his eyes.
A beta made a flip off a branch and welcomed his Alpha, "And here's the strong, brave, and highly esteemed Drew of the Omega Pack," he spoke every word with a light intensity.
Xander and the others spread around to interact.
"What happened to your man face," an Omega wolf asked Jackson.
"Bug Off," he shrugged the Omega wolf.
"Sheesh just tryna have a convo bro," he said.
Drew and Xander walked and met at the edge of the cliff.
"You've had a shave," Xander teased. "Looks good on you."
"I don't come bearing jokes," Drew said with a stern face.
Xander stood at ease and folded his arms, "I guess we have issues to sort out then."
