It was a dark, silent night. The moon was out, moonlight pouring in from the high branches over in Nightmare territory. Just like Hades liked it. Perched up upon a low hanging branch, he stretched along it and seemed to blend perfectly into it. Only his eyes could be seen, faintly, if you got too close. He was at the edge of his land that bordered that of the Sunny Alps. After a few crisp moments of silence, a few faint screams could be heard. Hades perked up his ears, listening carefully to the sound. It was human, for sure. But it seemed like a scared, terrified screaming. "Alister..." Hades growled under his breath. He was the only one who could use terror so effectively, and wasn't a part of Hades' pack. Well, he was in the pack at one time... Until he couldn't follow orders anymore. A few minutes went by before Hades could hear footsteps in the distance. Looking out over his perch, he could make out a group of individuals, humanoid. But they were carrying something... Guns. It seemed like that could spell disaster... He could help, but it's not like the humans were in his territory. Hades is just gonna sit this one out, and let that outcast finish what he started. Hades put his head down and closed his eyes, listening as the footsteps few fainter in the distance.