Drake took a breath in before standing, he was dressed in all black like the other hunters were, "their coming." Like all vamps he was able to smell blood, but he didn't have to drink it his senses were just heightened. "Get into positions now before their on top of us," with that they got into there respectable ambush spots. He waited, the crazy wolves were maybe at least a pack of twenty or thirty of them. He waited till they were where he wanted them before he nodded. With that they went onto the attack Drake put his sword in the middle of the wolves neck. Before moving onto the next one, they had each other's back watching the other.