Nostalgia

Other than Rhazien and Kaino, Sephiran hadn’t seen his cousin Caedes interact with any of the pack members. Including himself. He’d always been an elusive male, having been locked away in the confines of his grandmother's den to learn about medicines, for most of his childhood. But there was information Sephiran wanted from the male- primarily updates on how things were going back in Saffron - but also, why he’d left Saffron to begin with. And why he wanted to be in The Syndicate.

He’d called for Caedes to join him as he patrolled the border, the duo having just intercepted when Caedes stopped to inspect something of interest. While the man worked, Sephiran peered down at him, the mechanics of his mind warping and churning, as curiosity ate away at its corners. "Caedes.” He begins, rumbling the male’s name.“How was my father, before you left Saffron.”  Straight to the point, no beating around the conversation. Sephiran wanted information.  

"Sephiran Saxe"