He had ran into Rhythm on his way here a rather pleasant surprise and a meeting that certainly pointed out to Chord it was time to pay another visit to Abaven and his siblings there. He'd still taken his time of course, a few days had passed but finally once more he had found himself upon the borders of his brother's pack with Rhythm at his side. She had put up with his longer routes as they travelled around the Eastern lands until finally he came along a path that there was no real way to stretch out without completely avoiding Abaven and that certainly wasn't his plan in wandering though the time with his sister had been nice.
Though Rhythm was with him, the russet marked man would pause at the borders and lift his head and call out for his siblings. Though he would quite like to see the shock on their faces if they suddenly saw him strolling through the lands, the rest of Abaven had no idea who he was and chances were he'd cause trouble for himself and some unfortunate member of the pack trying to do good. Now he would sit and wait, hopefully they'd hurry up.
