Their last encounter hadn't been one that he wished to revisit. Cifarelli found himself venturing the newly appointed landscape. The vast openness of this new area made for perfect areas of training. His exploration told him all he needed to know for future references. Which led him to marking the edges of their home. Carcass drag marks left paths in the deep snow. Several inches having fallen over the course of the night. Leaving behind the temperatures to drop just a few degrees less than what it had been as of late. Frosty winds bit at the flesh beneath his coat. Shivers now sent down the length of his spine. It didn't bother him none. Used to the harshness of such weather conditions. It wasn't the reason why he came out here in the early morning. He knew that Kaino would be also doing as he. Placing their mark. The constant pointed looks and dismissive behavior was starting to annoy him. Not to mention the bubbling need to release himself. Cierzo couldn't be find and that left him to believe that one of the other Saxe held her for other opportunities. Like a horny juvenile in heat, he couldn't help reaching out to the familiarity of Kai. Their rendezvous nonexistent since he chose to leave them behind in the past. Choosing to allow her to do as she pleased to him. Cifa called out to the violet woman. His Emira. "Speaks"

As always, Kaino was out patrolling. She took this duty quite seriously. Periodically the amaranthine fae would stop, piss here or there to let others know that this place was claimed. In addition, Kaino left huge scrapes across various trees with the retractable claws in her paws. Even if someone was scent-blind, they wouldn't be able to miss the claw marks.

Moving along at a decent lope, a form up ahead came into view. A dark blob at first, but, as they drew nearer, the blob turned into Cifarelli. Kaino's hackles instantly rose, fur bristling. She was still upset with him for abandoning his kin. There weren't many crimes worse than that in Saxe culture and he, the brother of the Sultan, had disappeared. MIA. A disgrace...

Kaino's lope slowed as they neared one another and the Emira gave a curt nod to her underling. "Cifa," she greeted simply. Would he have anything to say to her?

"Speech"

"When will you forgive me?" He didn’t wait until the space between them had grown lack, before words filled the air. Cifarelli could understand her feelings t’wards him. How he’d abandoned them in the moment where they grew into something more than just a band of wolves. Even though he wouldn’t dare express his true reasonings in doing so. They were his personal preferences. And that should be enough alone. Scared face took in the equally sized woman. Though her body held a much more toned and healthy weight. That little bob tail of hers barely touching the curve of her back. But the display was enough to show she did not trust him. Not one bit. "It’s been months. I’ve proven my worth. I’m still here." His words were carefully placed. Not wanting to tick off the ever so hot headed Emira. "Speaks"

Cifa asked when she would forgive him and Kaino's ears flicked forward, her brow furrowing. That was a question that she didn't have an answer for. Something that she didn't want to think about, really. Yes, she was pissed that Cifa had abandoned their family, but it was more than that. Deep down, maybe she was also a little hurt. Hurt that he had gone off without a word. Hurt that the family didn't mean as much to him as it meant to her. Anger was much easier to deal with than hurt, so that was the emotion that she clung to.

The dark brute stepped in closer, telling her that he was still here. Yes, he was still here. Perhaps she had been too hard on him all this time, but how else was she supposed to let him know that she was upset with him? He should know how she was. They'd grown up together, after all. He knew that she could hold a grudge.

Kaino huffed, a ghost of steam moving out into the wintery air. The woman rolled her mint and ice eyes, breaking their staring contest. Her lip peeled back in a partial sneer as she shook her head. "Don't let it happen again," she warned him. He'd come to her, letting her know that the animosity that she showed him was bothering him. It meant a little something that he realized it. She could start to forgive him, but she'd still look down on him for a while.

"Speech"