Hekhem gave a vicious snarl. Dax was behaving as foolish as the pup. They were causing too much commotion, too much noice, too much evidence. He stalked around the backyards, his eyes shooting left and right. One never knew what could come. He had learned that lesson a long time ago and it had left him all but dead. Apparently these two had not. Perhaps it would be good for them to almost die for once from a mere mortal who knew the old tricks. He stopped as the howl went up. His long pointed ears stood on end, listening to the anger that went into it. It was a whole other thing completely. Fey could pour her soul into the howl and right now it was boiling.<br/><br/>He leaped over a fence and changed into the slender and speedy jackal. He dashed towards the sound. For now Fey was the one that showed restraint, so for now he followed her lead. If dax wanted him to follow his suit, he would have to stop rampaging through the suburbs just for shits and giggles. As he took the last leap into the clearing he saw the blood covered form of Fey. He hunched down a bit and nodded his head in greeting.<br/><br/>"Greetings, esteemed alph..."<br/><br/>He froze to the spot, his eyes narrowing. He noticed it in the females stance first rather than the blood soaked scent. This was another werewolf entirely. He made not a sound or motion for a moment.<br/><br/>"Well... this certainly is... unique. So many of our kind beneath the same moon."<br/><br/>He looked back as he heard the pup coming a mile away. Apparently he had not been alone to answer the call. This would mean that there would be hell once Dax came here. He circled around to the other side of the glade as the younger werewolf arrived.<br/><br/>"Done gorging yourself I see. Too bad silence does not follow in your wake."<br/><br/>Would the pup notice the difference? Would Dax? At the moment, Hekhem was almost giddy about seeing the spectacle. Not to mention the possibilities of deceit that could be done in the future. A wicked smile split his face as he considered it.