Hemlock had its fair share of visitors, but very few of them called for Oki personally, yanno? He didn't recognise Onyx's call at first, he knew what her voice sounded like and all but a howl was different, carried further. Still he moved quickly, meandering down the mountain path to find her in the snow, her element. He supposed this scenery didn't suit him, even if he'd adapted to the cold-somewhat- he wasn't ice blue for starters. Still, it was nice to see a familiar face and despite all the shit he'd gone through, he still shot her a shit eating grin, bounded over for old times sake.
"Ain't you a sight for sore eyes?" He near skidded to a stop in front of her, tail wagging high behind him.