[Ooc: Just a short post, Anyone can join. I just wanted to get him active for the activity check.] The male had settled in well in Valhalla. Ever since the pack meeting things seemed to have calmed down. No acts of violence. No disturbances. His mother hadn't come back to the borders yet either. He had made a mental note go visit her at some point. Any hopes of finding his father were abandoned. If he did find him he was sure Loki would as well, and gods forbid that happened. He would surely lose his balls if she did manage to catch him. The thought made him shudder inside and it made him ache. That was a horrible punishment. He'd gotten accustomed to Valhalla's new lands. It was vast as usual and contained many wonderment's. He had yet to choose a den for himself. His body still was accustomed to being constantly on the move. He had a major issue with sitting still or lying in one place for a while, so he slept anywhere he pleased when he was tired. If it rained he would take shelter elsewhere. For now he was content to wander aimlessly about enjoying the autumn breeze and watch the colored leaves fall slowly as the slow conversion to Winter began. It was beautiful, and whether or not someone would share it with him did not matter. The silence was peaceful, but another's company would have been welcomed if the opportunity was thrust upon him. He had yet to truly socialize with the others of his pack save for the pack meeting, and that was hardly a just encounter. Speech,

So many things had happened over the past week or so. She had almost drowned in a river, was rescued by two strangers, ended up in a new pack, and worse; couldn't remember a thing. Her entire past was wiped away from her memory, and now she was left with stories and rumors she chose to believe. She was a queen, a married woman, had children... The whole deal. She had even went to Gerhardt, her ex husband, in order to confirm this, and it was all true. She couldn't help but like the idea of what she used to have. Oh, how cruel life was. She could only live for the now and try to make the best out of her situation. She had returned from Seracia, and now was back home, in Valhalla. If she would leave this pack for another she didn't know, but as of right now, this was her home. Paws swept across the earth as she loped around the packs territory. Then it hit her; Fenrir! She had yet to thank him or the female healer who had helped her. She lifted her muzzle toward the sky, inhaling the scents around her in an attempt to find his; and surprisingly, she did. He was actually not far from her position. She followed his scent until she found him, stopping a few feet away so she wasn't invading his personal space. "Hello, Fenrir was it? How are you today?" It was a simple greeting, but hopefully it would jump start a conversation between the two. Speech,

A familiar scent reached his nostrils and he turned his large head to view the ex-queen as she came into his view. Coming to a halt she began to speak and a soft dip of his head was given in a silent greeting. Black and red body turned to face her and he remained standing for a moment before planting his rump on the frost bitten earth and offered her something that was a ghost of a smile. He was friendly, but in an odd standoffish kind of way that made things almost awkward at times. Socialization wasn't his best asset. "Yes. Fenrir. Adette, right? Fine. Just taking a stroll. How 'bout yourself?" It was nice to see that the water hadn't done any lasting damage on her and that she hadn't been permanently injured by her dip into the river. He and Erani had done all they could to save her life, at least they'd succeeded. It would have been a burden on his heart to see her die after pulling her from the Rio Grande. [ooc: And my muse is crap today. I apologize, just figured I'd work on some posts.] Speech,