Drake's eyes got wide when two new people suddenly showed up. The white haired male was the shifter, Drake had noticed him in the tress a little bit ago, but the demon woman was new. Instinctively, Drake grabbed the girl he had been talking to, by the arm and pulled her behind him in a protective manor. As much as she was starting to get on his nerves, he didn't want her killed. He looked down at the Trog. He himself had nothing against the creature, but he knew most other beings held a high distaste for them. When he saw the shifter and the demon with weapons his wings began to twitch. He was supposed to keep people out of the forest why were they all here?
"You all need to leave, Now!" He said in a voice loud and deep enough for them all to hear. His eye brow was twitching as he fought the urge to just call one of the butterflies to mesmerize them all.