He wasn't left waiting long, but the wolf that approached him seemed a little young to be on patrol. One look at the boy and he knew that this had to be Ludicael, or at least something along the lines of that.
It had been forever long since he had seen Dutiron, and though he looked familiar, they all did. If he had spent more time with all of his nephews and nieces, he most likely could have know the boy in an instant.
Optics would lower only slightly to get more of a connection with the kid, obviously wondering who he was as well. But in the child's eye, there was a little more remembrance in them that Legend had in his. "I am Legend." His maw would curl with comfort as he spoke, "And who might you be?"
He wondered if his parents were here, if they would show up to greet him. But for now the young boy here would keep him company, and he was okay with that.