Catching Up

It was nice to be back out where the rogues and vagabonds played. He had not had much time to himself given his new duties, but he was squaring things away and getting done what so adamantly needed to be done. Today, however, he was merely out, exploring, and it had not occurred to him the proximity he shared with blood until the scent wafted gently across his nose. Tail would move in mild excitement before he passed the rest of the obstacles hiding him and flipped his head to the side, "Themisto?" the boy had the same striking features as Gideon, albeit bright golden eyes. Though, given that much, it was certainly the cousin of his, ?How do you fare?" Gideon and Gerhardt had been closer to each other than any other member of their family, even the immediate ones, and so even though Themisto?s name was not far fetched, it was not one that game with innumerable memories and pleasantries.All Gideon could truly do was nod his head to the male and wait to see what it was he said. How he answered, surely there would be some reason he had come to Alacrtia...or come back.