Walk | Talk | Think The pups trailed behind, Tahlia choosing to take the lead and keeping it though she knew from their previous visit that the children would have been more than happy to take point. Any other visit, she would have allowed it, just as she had before, but this was no ordinary visit. It was no visit at all. It was a move. Seracia was no longer their home, though it had long ago failed to feel as if it was to the proud woman. She and her children were homeless now, left to the mercy of the wilderness. It was what she had been trying to avoid all along, and she had failed. The single thought that continued to plague her mind as she traveled the familiar path was of her mate. What would he think, what would he say, when she told him of her failure to keep their children safe within the structure of a pack? Would he be angry? Disappointed? Delighted? She could hear the river, and the sound of it caused her anxiety to rise. She cast a quick glance behind, ensuring the children were behaving themselves, and continued onward, seeking out the location along the river where her husband resided, and where likely their entire family would be staying. Lifting her muzzle she howled softly to let him know they approached, a touch of urgency, of importance, evident in her tone. Why hide the significance of their being here? She was already of a mind that the sooner she told him the better she would feel, regardless of what his answer and his reaction would be.

The log Bane lay on was rather comfortable, the product of river-wash out laying partially in the flowing water. The elders weight assured that it wasn't going anywhere, and so he rested on the lichen covered wood. The moss was soft and slightly springy as he shifted to dangle a leg over the edge, a claw beginning to trace lazily into the gritty sand of the pebbly beach. So when a familiar howl made his ears perk up Bane couldn't help but open his remaining eye with a wide smile and a rapid wag of a tail. The elder hopped down into the water shouldered his log onto the beach some more and took off at a happy lope.

The river side forest was meandered through, Bane trying to focus pinpoint where his mates howl came from with swiveling ears. It took a few more moments but his milky azure eyes began to the see splotches of pelts through the trunks of the trees. He weaved through the forest and gave a cheered bark at seeing his family more clearly. Nako, Anais, and Jakart were all with Tahlia. A pregnant Tahlia. They were all here... and... the way Nako gave a hard look from where they came made Bane give pause. Jakart looked sullen with drooping tail, the young wolf toying energetically with a antler in his maw. The Talutah wolfs old carving antler. "Tahlia. What happened?" Bane closed the gap between them and pressed his shoulder against his mates side in comfort.