Alpha Orion
Black combat boots stepped out onto the snow; with each step he took, the snow crunched under his feet, leaving behind large footprints.
The general inclined his head in submission when the man came to stand in front of him.
"Alpha Orion," he bowed in greeting.
"Was that the last of them?" the Alpha asked in a gruff tone, nodding towards the trucks.
"Yes, Alpha," the general replied quickly, folding his hands behind his back. The Alpha hummed and nodded.
He gripped the small silk scarf he'd been clutching and brought it to his nose; taking a long inhale, he shut his eyes. Cold grey eyes snapped open, a growl rumbling from his chest.