He hadn’t been out of the packlands since Nat’s death… well aside from visiting his niece but that had been with a purpose. This… this was blind wandering. He wasn’t sure what he was doing really, the grief within him tugging him away from his family. Helios should have been back there, back with his children and family, they could help and he would return the favor. Instead he was much further from the packlands than he could ever remember being. The bright summer sun light up the strange stone structure. It had a sort of ethereal beauty to it and he felt drawn to moving up its steps. It was weird really, to think he could stand here and feel the suns warmth upon his back and to know that even in a moment that felt so very right, everything was still oh so very wrong. Nat would not be waiting for him to return, his whole world had crumbled when she had died… Helios wondered if he’d ever really be able to rebuild it. "Burn Baby Burn"

While it was rare she left the lands of Fiori at all, Epiphron was rarely found far from her homelands. Sometimes, though, it was nice to get away even if only for an afternoon. Her paws would carry her slightly restless soul further north, certainly farther than she was used to going. With ease she would trek past the tall mountain peak to her far right, content to avoid the strange, foreboding peak in the distance. She'd traveled significantly longer than she'd expected to and she found her paws growing weary from the journey; it had been some time since she'd moved so far in one day. A soft sigh left her lips as she moved along the flat terrain. From a distance, she could spot the strange array of stones, like nothing she'd ever seen before. It reminded her nothing of home, nor of her past, which made the place alluring in its newness. Slowly she would make her way closer, eying the stone structures with interest and wariness alike. Only when she got closer would the scent of a male make its way to her nose. Curious, she would trail after the scent, seeking to approach the russet male as she made her way closer to the stones. Only when within earshot would she dip her head to him in greeting. "Afternoon," she'd call out, voice betraying little more than an even sort of friendliness. "Enjoying these strange rocks?"

The russet man was wrapped up in his own thoughts, his own grief. It shrouded him, seemed to take a beautiful sunny day and threw dark clouds into the sky. Somewhere in the back of his mind he registered a scent wafting towards him, thick on the hot air, and yet he didn’t realize he wasn’t alone anymore. Then a voice reached him and he glanced down the steppes, eyes still clouded and he struggled to piece together what he was looking at. After a silence longer than what should have been necessary his gaze cleared some and he was finally grasping the words the unknown woman had spoken. " Good Afternoon," he finally greeted in return. Helios rolled his shoulders and made an effort to keep his grief from his voice. " They are something aren’t they?" He glanced at his surroundings, not exactly avoiding her question simply choosing not to answer. The man slowly descended taking a few steps towards her but still keeping a polite distance between them. " I am Helios Olympus, Ephor of Pantheon." His greeting was strained at best, though he did dip his head in a gesture of at least some respect. She smelled of a pack he was unfamiliar with and no doubt she could scent his own allegiance. There was some caution in his posture as well, he had no idea if any packs faithful to Arcanum existed this far out but he wasn’t about to go marching into a trap. He had to return to his children! "Burn Baby Burn"

It was an odd landscape, and she didn't mind the thought of exploring it with another, even if they were but a stranger. Only when she drew a bit closer did she notice the man's hazy eyes, and while she found them curious she wasn't entirely certain what to make of them. "They certainly are," she'd return the observation, her tone gentle and far from threatening, though she would remain largely on edge until she knew this man was to be trusted. He struck her as somewhat older than her, though one could never be too safe in this world.. "Do you wonder what they are here for?" They were quite alien to her, certainly nothing that a wolf could've created.. or any creature she knew of, for that matter. Her ears would swivel as he spoke again, introducing himself and claiming to be... some sort of role in a pack called Pantheon. Ephor? It was a word she'd never heard of, and yet he spoke with a hint of pride that made her guess he was likely an authority figure there. Interesting. "It's a pleasure, Helios," she'd begin with a smile, the expression echoing in her voice. "I'm Epiphron Adravendi, sovereign of a pack to the east named Fiori." What a coincidence that she was meeting someone of importance here today, but she certainly wouldn't complain.