Ares invited Beor to eat with him. He created a makeshift tent area for Beor to see the food being cooked. Ares revealed his powers quickly, raising a hand to drop the meat into the pot for it to be cooked. Some of it was grabbed to be fried in some fat, but most was placed into a pot to be stewed.
Beor and his folk had settled nearby. There were many of them, and they all seemed like the rather grumpy type. Ares noticed that there were a number of older beastfolk and younger beastfolk too, though no children or vulnerable people about them.
"So, are you their lead-" Ares had begun to say before a shout cut through the air.
"Beor!"
Ares turned to see Wulfen, before then Bosk appeared too. They both had weapons in hand. Their faces were flush with hatred and rage.
Beor raised a brow before recognition filled his eyes. He stood up and pulled out his great axe, but Ares stood up between the three.
