This was definitely a much-needed break. Enough wolves remained in Abaven that he didn't have to worry about leaving the pack for such a journey, and.. judging by the array of scents here, he knew Abaven wasn't the only one that was here participating in the festivities. Not only might it be a good excuse to get away for a bit and have some fun - even more fun, he decided, now that his brother had joined them - but it might be a good way to figure out what else was going on in the rest of Boreas. Abaven, despite its size, was still just a small sliver of the world; he'd been reminded of that on his brief journey to see Ignis in Winterfell.
He knew Shaye had come, so her arrival wasn't a total surprise. He tilted his head her direction, offering a small smile of his own. He really was starting to feel better, at least emotionally - he wasn't even sure anyone had noticed his minor injuries from the fire. He hadn't brought it to anyone's attention, hadn't felt a need to. "Yeah. I was spending some time with Aiden - fishing," he explained, twisting his head to try to reach out for a passing cluster of the bugs, trying to usher them into his bag on the ground as he pushed the opening further apart with his other paw. 'What about you? All finished?"
