Agrip sighed when he remembered his old friend, Joshua Triggers, whom he always believed had died untimely. The male hadn't been perfect, and had made a lot of mistakes in his short life, but he had still been his best friend.
The late Alpha had been the chief reason for his interest in the species known as the ancients. It had started when they had found the cave while canvassing the length and breadth of the areas surrounding their pack which had been uninhabited. The cave, which had housed an abundance of red shining minerals, had been a wonderful sight to behold.
Then, they had thought of the shining objects as treasures that could be easily sold; and so they had taken a couple of them to the jewelers in the human city. The humans had never seen it; never knew it existed in the first place. This outcome had been nerve-wracking for him and his friend, until they had met Agagog; a chance meeting, their first meeting.
