Truth be told there was a big part of Soliloquy seriously tempted to ignore that howl; most certainly the egotistical part of him. he despised this situation and even more so he despised the fact that they were still stuck in it, not once had he seen his children had any inkling of an idea as to whether they were ok.
He may not have been the softest, most emotional of men though he had come to be somewhat of a decent father it seemed and he honestly cared for the well-being of those three kids. They were his, not Valentine's even if temporarily they were in his care and his pack. Surely a way out would soon present itself. If it didn't hurry up, perhaps the time would come for him to challenge once more.
Isolde however didn't quite have the same determination that Soliloquy did or simply had more common sense than he did. Eager to stay out of trouble she was more obedient and would rise from the den at the call. For her sake, and perhaps for the sake of the children as well the man eventually dropped that stubbornness and chose to join her in answering that stupid summoning.
He wouldn't arrive too late after her, though a number of wolves were present. His eyes would spot four familiar figures, Isolde, Mercy, Rhythm and of course dearest Valentine. The man he chose to ignore, even his niece he wouldn't seek to speak with just yet though he would honour his distant relative a greeting as he passed her. "Hello Rhythm, daring to put up with this lot as well then?" He spoke softly, for her ears only. "That's Isolde over there, care to come join her with me?" He gave her the offer though didn't waste too much time before continuing his steps towards Isolde, nuzzling her briefly for support as he stood close to her side.
