Heavy paws shuffled through the thick growth of plants and herbs as he continued his trek through Auster. He was quite surprised that he hadn't bumped into any of his siblings as of yet since that meeting with their father. Part of him was tempted to seek them out and check on them. Perhaps he would in time, but for now he was more focused on completing the task at hand - familiarizing himself with this continent. He wanted to know this place like the back of his paw so that he would have no question of where he was going.

He paused as he came across what looked like and oddly flat, fractured slab of stone. Plants had grown in the cracks and broken up the stone even more, but there was no denying that it had all been one piece at some point. He hopped up onto one of the larger pieces of the foundation so that he could get a look around at this place without having plants around his legs up past his knees. A whiff of a wolf's scent caught his attention and he probably would have ignored the stranger's scent if he hadn't caught faint hints of familiar scents mixed in with her own. His head turned toward the scent with a mild bit of interest, his blue gaze scanning the tree line across the clearing for whoever it might belong to.

How many times did she keep coming back to the garden? She was unsure just what she was doing back here, but it would seem she was not alone. Standing within the shadows of the trees, the woman watches the younger male with an interest that would almost seem predatory. There was a stirring of tension around her, and it seemed to show in the atmosphere around them. Her aura projecting danger and mystery as she cast aside the shadows and moved through the fields of unmanaged herbs and flowers. Her red eyes seemed to glow as they caught sight of the boy, ash and soot cloaked him, but his eyes were blue as a clear sunny day's sky. He was a handsome little brute, and Naamah couldn't help but wonder if she would ever have one like him. Slipping forward, she never once hesitates in her slow, graceful walk over to the male. Her dark mask is emotionless, for a moment. He was a strong male and would benefit their species one day. Lilith whispered into her mind that they should spare him. It had nothing to do with the fact that Lilith knew the male resembled Amon, even if Naamah hadn't noticed that feature yet. "You are looking like the rabbit with your head looking all over." She exaggerates his expression as he had been staring out at the woods. "I kid, I joke. It is nice to be meeting you!" "Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.

Uvall's gaze honed in on the ruby-eyed woman as she made her way closer to him. He made no move to turn toward her or meet her halfway. Instead he watched her with a mild curiosity and tried to read what little expression was on her face. There wasn't much to go off of if he was being honest with himself so that left him in complete mystery. The stoic man made to response as she poked fun at his "rabbit" like appearance upon this platform. He could see the resemblance perhaps with how he was on the lookout so he took no offence from the comment.

"Same to you," he simply replied in a quiet rumble. His form shifted slightly to face her head on, but he didn't drop back onto the ground just yet. Again, as he took in her scent once more, he caught the faintest remnants of some of his family member's scents on her fur. The slightest bit of curiosity touched his otherwise expressionless gaze. It would make sense that she could have crossed paths with one of them if she stayed in this area where they had been released to explore, but more than one? This was an odd coincidence. "You've met some of my family," he stated simply. It wasn't an outright question, but more of an observation.

She smiles at the young boy as he speaks, his manners much better than what she would have expected from a dire wolf yearling. This boy continued to speak, and Naamah's smile only grew wider, until it resembled that of a crocodile. "You seeming to be everywhere, it is hard not to be running into any of them." With a roll of her shoulders, Naamah gave a shrug and smiled. He seemed to be about the age of the other female that had been with Amon the first day she met them. They also appeared close in coloration, and Naamah waved her black tail at what she can only assume she has found. "Am I correct? You are Amon's son, no?" The eyes, she could see it now. Mismatched ruby and garnet gaze searched him for more evidence, and she could not help but wonder if she was fated to meet Amon after running into so much of his family.

A slight twitch of a grin touched his lips as the woman spoke of how his family had been everywhere she turned. There was a pride in hearing that statement. His father wanted them to conquer this world and that was exactly what they would do. He and his siblings and relatives would flood this existence and show everyone just how unstoppable they were. He had no doubt in his mind that this would be so. Finding a stranger out of the blue who knew of his line was just proof that they had already begun their mission here.

"You are correct," he replied when she made the assumption that he was one of Amon's sons. He finally hopped down from his perch as he spoke, putting the two of them on level ground. He was curious about her to be sure. There had to be more than just coincidence that she had met some of his family and siblings already - especially if she had met his father. If Amon had thought her worthy of being near his children then she must be something interesting. "I'm Uvall," he added as part of his answer to her previous question. "And who might you be?"

He was a large male, but that was to be expected if he came from Amon's line, they all seemed preternaturally tall. When he dismounted the stone, Naamah fought the grin that tugged subtly at the corners of her lips. There was all the evidence she needed, and Lilith shifted closer to the male inside her head. They both looked him over, noting the soilidity of the boy and smiled when he spoke. Amon did not even know her name, and yet his family seemed rather keen on getting that bit of information. Lilith laughed at the direction of Naamah's thoughts, but cautioned against her plan.  Nothing was worse than a liar, how could you trust them? "I am being called Naamah. It is nice to be meeting you!" She looks around, wondering why the male chose to lounge here. "Do you enjoy here?" The question was posed innocently enough, she wondered if Amon would be staying, it would seem he brought an entire tree here to lay roots. Perhaps, he sought a land to settle as well. The idea was interesting, and Naamah was finding that she would be right at home along side the majority of his family. "Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.