He would wait patiently, dark face pointed forward in the direction that Eulari's scent was coming from, ears constantly swiveling atop his head. It was several moments before he heard the faint voice of his youngest sister, extremely faint and misused. What had driven her to linger on the border for so long? Using her faint voice as his guide, the Re would slowly begin to move forward again, muzzle still held low to the ground, tail sweeping out behind him. Her scent became stronger the closer he moved and he would follow it until he assumed he came to stand before her, dark muzzle reaching out to brush against another nose; Eulari's nose. It was dry and rough against his own flesh, brows furrowing together in concern. Eu, get up please. Why are you out here? I thought you'd gone to Glaciem? Right forepaw would reach forward to touch her cheek, needing her to get up. She didn't sound like she was in good shape and he could only imagine how she looked.
