Can't keep fighting this distance

The sickness had just begun to shake off. While she wasn't feeling completely herself, she was feeling... better. More grounded in reality than she had in many weeks. It was time to get back to business as usual, which meant answering calls at the border. Theory roused herself slowly. Everything felt new again. She'd used her muscles so little since the sickness had taken her that typical patrols had her winded. It would take a few months before her stamina returned. Once she got within eyesight of the caller, she tilted her head as she approached. She recognized Void, but not the man who stood alongside him. From their posturing, it was clear that they were together. Intimately together. Theo gave them a welcoming grin as she stopped and sat before them. "Void - how are you faring? The sickness has begun to leave the lands, but I'm sure you were aware." The young man had always been quiet, but curious and in tune with his surroundings. "Have you come to introduce this young man?" Void's absences had not gone unnoticed, but she had never instituted a policy of policing her packmates. They were free to come and go as they chose. But now, with the way they stood so close together... perhaps he had a compelling reason to leave Abaven behind.