Blood Is Blood, That�s Family

The loud vocals of her brother came to meet her audits, and her dark cranium would rear up to locate the male. She saw him bounding up with all the joy in his eyes that she had missed, and it would coax a small smile from her. Just the barest trace of a curve to her dark lips, but there nonetheless. He was getting better, but she still worried that maybe he wasn't completely sound of mind. She would make him whole again, if it took her last breath. That was all she was here to do, take care of her brother. As soon as he was okay again, and healthy, they could go home. It would be easier for her to take care of him there, because she knew it was safer than this unknown territory. However, she was becoming suspicious that maybe her brother did not want to leave. He seemed so happy here, maybe- just maybe, staying might be okay? Just until he realized that home was better.

She watched him approach the unknown female, and her hackles would rise once more, steel cords of muscle bunching in preparation to leap to his rescue like always. As Ullr approached, the silent femme would reach out her muzzle to nuzzle her brother's neck. A reflexive gesture, a reassuring one. Reassuring both her and her brother, though she would never admit that she would do it even if he didn't need her reassurance. One day he wouldn't need her, but that day wasn't today.

When Ullr repeated her own query to Arnporr, an ice blue gaze returned to the dark form in the snow. She did look rather ill, but what was ailing her? Ullr mentioned that her belly carried an odd scent, so maybe she had eaten something strange? The tri toned woman didn't exactly monitor the activities of everyone constantly, so it was a definite possibility. The muted vocals behind them suddenly changed, a new set accompanying a familiar scent. Powerful crown would rise, muzzle pointing over her broad shoulder to set an ice blue gaze upon the visage of a male she recognized. He'd only recently left, a little while after them, most likely. A dismissive snort was the only thing offered by the she wolf, before her attention was returned to the sickened little one. She definitely wasn't doing well, maybe she should try and catch Loki's attention? If Arnporr didn't respond soon, yes, then she would see if Loki knew something she didn't. Dyani wasn't exactly a mind reader, unless the mind was Ullr's. He was a special case, she knew him well enough he didn't need to speak.

"Speech"