The howling grows louder as the night drags on. At first it was one calling out but soon it grows into a chorus crying out the same things. How it hasn't woken anyone else up amazes Allistor as he stands at the door seeing no other lights flickering in the sleeping village. "What the fuck?" He says sniffing the air around him. "None of that ain't Gil is it?"

"No," Alfred starts wanting to take a step forward but his mate blocks the door. "I don't hear him at all."

"What are they saying?"

"They're calling for an attack on our village." Matthew answers, taking a step out from the shadows of his bedroom door with Michelle close behind. "They have been doing it for a few weeks now so no one listens well not that they'd understand anyway."

"You haven't told them?"

Matthew joins Allistor at the doorway. "Not that they'd listen. I've tried but I can only do so much." What he doesn't say is how much he hopes that the countless wolves would attack the village then he and his mate could be free from them. He's almost ready to tell them to go back to bed when he sees Allistor reach for his bow. "What are you doing?"

Strapping on his quiver Allistor answers, "I'm going to go see who is doing all that fucking howling."

"And what ask them to stop?"

With a chuckle he steps out into the darkened street. "Something like that, you're welcome to come along. I could use someone that speaks their language." He's sure they won't go farther than possibly the village gates but still he has to take certain precautions.

From the door Alfred crosses his arms mocking annoyance. "Oh I'm not allowed to go?" He gives a smile before feeling a hand on his arm; he doesn't have to look to know it's the youngest of them. "Just don't get your ass killed." He says as the Fox hands his brother a knife. "Either of you."

"We'll be careful." His brother answers, catching his mate's eye as she clings tightly to her robe. "Go back to sleep Michelle I'll be back soon." Matthew motions with his head to Alfred who wraps his arm around the woman's shoulders. "It's nothing I promise."

She manages a weak smile before Alfred closes the curtain over the door walking her back to her bedroom.

Once he's sure they're out of ear shot Allistor says, "She'll be fine." He starts to walk down the lonely streets only with the howls to guide them. "Are they saying anything else?"

Listening closely Matthew stops trying to focus on the masses. "Nothing new."

"That ain't what I asked." Allistor answers ducking into the shadows of a large market as a new scent wafts into the air around them. It's something he hasn't smelled in years but he's never forgotten it. "No…" He growls out feeling his hair stand on the back of his neck. "You bastard…" He whispers hoarsely seeing the Alpha a few yards away. He's stumbling slightly as he walks down the street and while his hair is longer and grey it's the same man.

Quickly Matthew grabs his arm in an attempt to force him away. "Wait, Allistor."

"You don't understand." Allistor says trying to pull away as the Alpha manages to make it to door frame and disappear.

His grip tightens hoping that the red haired Fox won't turn around and attack him in his anger. "I understand more than you think and right now it's not the smartest to attack him in the open." Matthew says able to pull him around the corner and away from the drunken man. "He's part of the Chief line so if you touch him, you will die."

After letting out a snarl Allistor looks back over his shoulder. "Who does he work for?"

"What about the howling?"

Allistor's head snaps back as he takes the younger by the collar. "Forget the howling. I asked who does he works for?"

While some would show fear the half breed has been through worse. "I don't know. Really he just walks into town every few months with a new bag of money and another story. He gets drunk off his ass before leaving again. I only know the rumors."

"Then tell me the rumors."

"He's a traitor and most know that when he's run of out Foxes to sell out we'll probably be next. Silver mist was…one of a few he's allowed to be taken by who again I don't know." He looks down taking the other's wrists as he removes them from his collar. "I was feigning ignorance when I asked if I could possibly join yours."

With a sigh Allistor runs a hand through his hair. "It's alright. I would have done the same things." He says as the howling stops suddenly. "Hmm…"

"Well they've stopped for the night."

Allistor walks out from behind the building towards the gate and the woods beyond. In the darkness beyond the village he can even at his distance make out shuttle movements. "Howl out a message for me. Ask if they're colorless or a clan." Matthew blinks confused for a moment. "Trust me."

After a moment his companion lets out a long loud howl. Once he's done both wait for a minute until a sharp howl answers them back. "Colorless and they want to know who I am…"

Lighting a cigarette, Allistor answers, "Red, Rose and Silver."

"No Purple?" Matthew asks as Allistor starts to walk back towards his home.

For a moment Allistor stops and looks back. "Were you ever really one?"

"No." Matthew answers before he lets out a howl. "What now?"

"Now lad we wait. Because they're here for blood and unless this clan can scare them away the wolves are gonna get it."

"And if the village can?"

Allistor smirks as a plan starts to work itself out in his head. "I'll spill it myself then."