Come Little Children, Let Me Take Thee Away

At last, after the death match that had so rudely barred him from his path to get to his children, Sin was at last nearing the borders. He'd yet to rendezvous with his mate and other family, but he had been pleased to see Enigma at the battle earlier. With a quick word to his son, he left instructions to meet elsewhere after he grabbed the kids from their overdue stay with the Titan that had helped shelter them while the siege went on. Enigma had also told him that glacier and another from the pack had aided them when hostiles showed up when he and his mother as well as Xephyris were trying to do no more then get out and seek aid. He kept the names Surreal and Creed in his mind, damning the old buzzards for threatening his family while they were just trying to mind their own business.

Upon approaching the borders, Sin stood near the edge of it, favoring his hind leg since Arian had managed to break some toes and inflict a few other wounds, but not enough to hamper him like he was sure she had tried. Quickly lifting his head with impatience, he called for Glacier, and hopefully his children were nearby to hear as well. He wanted nothing more then to see his kids, wondering how they'd been doing since they were sent here with Ana and Squirrel.