Drake only smirked at the fact the vampire got defensive. He stepped forward slowly, keeping his hands behind his back, a relaxed stance. There was no need for him to get defensive or Offensive right now.

"There had been whispers in the trees." He said calmly, "I'm sure it was the stupid Werebeasts that came to tell me about it." He continued, "The Elders are too afraid to contact me directly, so they thought it was a good idea sending a couple young werewolves. But of course they talked about it as they left, and word got out."

He closed his eyes and moved his hand to grip his bridge of his nose, "They never claimed to be [i]you[/i] persay-" He started, "They claimed to be the one said to help, in order to get me out of my territory and take over. Which just ended up in a few, say a handful, of killed Vampires entering my territory with the intent to murder me."

Drake looked over his visitors armour, tilting his head with a smirk.
"Is that sufficient for you, Alistar?"