Um... Well...

He was patrolling, checking the borders, and adding his own scent in a fresh layer when he heard the call. It was familiar, in a way, and he turned quickly, knowing he would be able to pick up where he’d left off. It was a ways along the border, and he kept a brisk pace until three figures came into view. His brow points jumped slightly as he recognized Acapella; his cousin had been nigh on absent for over half a season, and he’d not heard a peep from her. Something he’d have to address. Creed was also there, and as Regulus came to a stop beside the older male, he offered a friendly bump of his side to Creed’s before his fathomless sapphires turned to the woman who stood on the other side of the borders.

“Luck?” Sure enough, the tiny Destruction stood, clearly nearing her breaking point of nerves, before them. He padded forward to greet the little female, tail breaking into a gentle wag of greeting. Nervous as she might have been, it was a glad thing to see her alive. But what was she doing here? Had she found Bacchus? A quick test of the scents told him no. Here to visit Varda, perhaps? That would be good for the Master Hunter.

“Is everything alright?” He couldn’t help the natural concern; she looked scared, after all. And.. whoa. He gave a quick, clearing snuff through his nose, shifting automatically upwind of the female as he realized the other thing that rode her scent in place of the silver, slate, black and white male she’d been with last time. Heat. Spring must have been her season. It was Solveiga’s as well, come to think of it. And Kavdayas… The community slash family den was smelling rather ripe, and he had to admit that he’d been spending a bit more time outside, or sleeping in his cousin Alsander’s old Cliffside den to avoid the effects.