He was making his final round trying to keep it as thorough as he normally would, but trying to rush it because of the oncoming storm. He had a feeling it would be a rather rough one and would not be safe to work out in. He was just finishing up when Torin's howl rang out. He abruptly stopped, his brows furrowing together out of concern and curiosity. What would Torin be calling him to the borders for? Had Frost missed something on his rounds? The distant crack of thunder made him hurry towards the call. Torin should be taking cover in his den until this storm passed. Worried the tall man rushed to get there and when Torin came into view there was a surprise waiting beside him. His eyes fell on the women beside Torin looking her over.
They softened as the recognized the silvering that was much like his own and those silver blue eyes that reminded him of his mother. She was larger, but still had the delicate features that he would see in his older sister. Could this be another one of her children? The only one he had met was Tyranis and they never got to the discussion of siblings. He could feel his heart tighten as the questions formed within his mind, the thoughts drifting to his older sister and wondering how her health was and if she was even still around. Though right now he wasn't completely sure the girl was Storm's child (mentally denying it without the cold hard facts).
His eyes then looked to Torin and his eyes held a bit of turmoil at not knowing what was going on, but it was clear that he recognized some of her characteristics.
"What's going on? And who is this you have brought Torin," he wasn't trying to be rude to her, he just didn't want to be a creep either if it happened to not be a blood relation to himself.
