Yo, seen your brother around?

Artorias had been having a hell of a time dealing with the recent misadventures of his children, particularly two of his daughters. It seemed as if the five rambunctious pups were going out of their way to make him fret over their continued survival and safety. The still young alpha was sure he would have a few extra gray hairs in his coat by the time his younglings had hit their first birthdays. Had he and his siblings been this unruly for his parents? Gods, he'd have to give his mother a profound apology the next time he saw her! These issues he was dealing with on the homefront had kept the Aegis' attention firmly locked on the Hallows, so it came as quite a surprise to hear a call for him from a distantly familiar voice. The howl was filled with anger and upset, so it concerned and confused the Carpathian. Who came with such raw emotion to the borders of his home?

Leaving whatever work he was tending to at the time, Artorias headed out from Hearthstone and across the field to the nearby border where the call had originated from. When he arrived, he was greeted by the sight of a wolf he remembered meeting only once before, at his wedding. Despite their sole interaction, Artorias was good with names and faces, and he remembered the bitter glare of his adoptive brother's boyfriend. "Malachai?" Artorias cocked his head in confusion, brow knitting together in baffled concern. The Armadan wolf was a long way from home and alone. The last time he'd seen Malachai he had been practically wrapped around Grimshaw like they were inseparable. That didn't bode well. Art was distinctly aware of the other male's dislike for him. If the Klein man was here alone, things must have been bad. "Has something happened to Grimshaw?" Artorias' heart sank in his chest. Was he about to receive news of his brother's untimely death or some other horrific fate?

"Artorias" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Eira" | "Argent"