Times Have Changed

She was curious. After attacking Avalon nothing had become of it, the pack hadn't come after her at all. It would seem that no one cared that a simple loner maimed their alpha, and she had to investigate further. With that thought in mind she made her way back up to the pines, but was rather surprised to find that the scent of her pack was almost completely gone. Slowly a wicked grin spread across her face, a low laugh bubbling up from her throat. Ah, so she had been right, Avalon didn't have it in her to lead a pack. What was more interesting though was that the scent of Lykos was still fresh, or at least a day or two old. Her black marked brows pulled together as she walked into the now vacated lands, her slightly longer tail swishing behind her as she strut through the territory. It didn't take too long to pick up on a more recent marking of Lykos, her head lifting as her purple eyes squinted. He was around here somewhere, but had yet to bother to seek her out. She was mildly irritated, but maybe he was pissed off at her for taking a chunk out of his mother. She sneered at the thought, she had always been soft on the younger man. Had he learned the harsh realities of the world now, after their time apart? Only one way to find out, she supposed.

Picking up on his paw prints in the snow, Mercy followed them until she saw his black and gray form staring at a... something. She couldn't see it, her head tilting to the side as she made her approach. The scarred woman was downwind from him, but her paws crushed through the frozen layer of snow should be enough warning of her approach. After all, she was never one to care for being subtle. "He lives!" she called at the back of his head, pausing about a foot or so behind him. Her lips were curled upwards in a telltale smirk, waiting for the man to turn around. How long had it been now, a year? Maybe more? She wasn't mad about the distance, she was used to those that she cared about just up and vanishing. However... Lykos was different. She had taken him under her wing a bit, and there was no doubt that he would be able to work his way back into her inner circle.

"SPEAK"