I'd Give My Heart

Speech

Torin had been checking the lands near their borders again when he'd caught the trail of his children, amused he'd followed the trail to the cavern he'd found his sister and father in. Despite himself, he couldn't help a small smile, so this is where they'd gone, and probably why his daughter had been painting when they got back, the glowing flora must have caught their imaginations.

The man entered the cavern, his own curiosity piqued. He entered the cavern and immediately caught another scent, this one was not one of his children though there's were there too, this was that of a stranger. He was about to turn around when he caught the hint of something familiar, mixed among this stranger's scent was that of his nephew, faint and mingled with another unfamiliar wolf but there. Whoever this stranger was had spent a decent amount of time with his wayward nephew, and recently. Torin debated for a moment then started further in, hopeful he might finally get some news about Célestin after so long.

A feminine voice called out to him, obviously as aware of him as he was of her. "Hopefully friend." He called back, picking up his pace a bit, searching the growing dimness for the stranger. "You're not lost are you?" His voice had genuine concern in it. Much as he was eager to ask about his nephew he wanted to make sure the woman wasn't in need first.