it doesn't even matter

There would be no mistaking that howl, the voice was familiar but more than that he recognized the pain woven within the sound of her call. It was his pain, it was the pain that had been a constant for the past few months of his life. The familiarity of the emotion drew him towards it, drew him towards the girl that was no longer his niece. He had left the pups with their brother, promised he’d be back by the night; a promise he meant to keep. The pups would not lose both parents, not if he could help it.

Still a part of him could not let go of his lost family. A son, his niece’s children, they were no longer really Olympus; officially disowned but relation regardless. That was why he appeared before her, his voice a soft huff. "Gaia." There was a rawness to his voice, the death of his wife, his Natalya, showing through his tone.  He would stand across from the border, keeping a large distance between the pack and his position. Ebony was not his friend regardless of its relationship with his pack under his sister… He knew he was not welcome… and yet he was here.

"Speech"