The one eyed male made his way to the almost frozen terrain. There were no herbs here, but that was alright. He just wanted to look at the valley, autumn was a fine line between the frozen part and the not so frozen part. While snow covered the ground all year round - this place sported the tiny tops of tree's from a previously tall forest. Leaving paw prints in the snow, the red mark he had on his eye pointed off into the distance. He himself checking his own surroundings, the north would forever make him nervous no matter what promises his friend made to him. His tail flicked behind him as he let a sigh escape his lips. Recently he had just been feeling strange, he wasn't in a constant state of trying to survive with nobody around. It had been so long since he had any support that - it was just weird. He didn't know how to respond to it exactly. He let out a soft hum, looking at the ground for a moment before he looked back ahead. Deciding to continue on his walk. “Vereux” “Avalon”

Ashen blue and russet red blurred as a figure sprinted across the land. Muscles rippled under the smooth but thick coat of the petite women. Firey orbs glowed with the pure joy of feeling her own power within her limbs. The long scar across her shoulder, seasons old now did not hinder her movements. Her body was not scarred much aside from her shoulder and nick in her ear, she had no other visible scars. No it was her heart the was burdened with scars. But they were healed. Her years spent alone had made her stronger. So was no longer so naïve, she did not loose her cool over small things. Sure she could be hot headed still, stubborn too, and maybe even seen as arrogant. But she was an Armada, a daughter of Isardis. To say he left no impression on her would be foolish. Yes she believed her bloodline was the best. But unlike her father she did not seek to claim all and use violence to get what she wanted. No she was much more like her mother Eris, tender and thoughtful. She huffed out a sigh to break from her thoughts. Tail waved high in the air, her trade mark habit. It felt so great to be home in the north. She missed the taste of penguins, of seal and other northern prey. There was nothing like it. Sure deer, elk and what not was good. But prey from lands she knew, that she was born it, was just so much better. Pink tongue darted out to lick her lips as she slide to a stop. Orange red orbs scanned the submerged woods and paused in shook. In the distance to her right stood a male. She was not expecting to run into anyone. And it would be too late to retreat as she stood out in the open. There was something familiar about him but the marking over his eye was distracting her. Why did she have this feeling she knew him? She felt a pulling towards him but that red marking kept her frozen to the spot. Head tilted to the side in confusion and debating if she should call out.

The scent hit him like a rock, stopping him in his tracks as if he had hit a brick wall. He placed his paws firmly on the snowy floor. His good eye turned to look at her, it was another scent he wouldn't forget. Vereux almost for a moment thought he was seeing things, a smile appearing on his face. The past he may have felt bitter, but Irune was one of the special pieces of his family he'd remotely be okay with. After all, now that he was a healer, that was that to talk about. Turning towards her, perhaps she didn't know yet that it was actually him. “Irune? It's Vereux.” he tilted his head to the side. His tail wagging slightly towards her. It had seemed forever ago that they had been children. “It's been a long time hasn't it?” While he thought lowly of the family he was certain Irune would come to tell him the wonders of it. A pack scent was clinging to his pelt and it was not of any Armada. That much would be clear. Vereux wanted so hard to just forget about all of it. Yet here he was, with the past coming to haunt him once more. “Vereux” “Avalon”

Of course the scent would tell her what her eyes could not get past. Indeed it was her brother, half but still one she was very close to. No matter what she would never forget Vereux. Out of all her family she was only close to three; Vereux, Rin, and Kyung. And yes she felt strongly about family but she did wish some she wasn't related to. She did not believe in needless bloodshed, of violence and fear to rule like so many that followed Isardis. No she had her mother's sweeter nature once you got past her hot headed, stubborn front. When Vereux spoke a whine of pure joy spilled from her lips, tail wagging side to side behind her. And instead of replying with words she leapt up into the air to pounce forwards and prance right up to him. Stretching up one her toes she would touch noses with him and close one eye, just like she did in their puphood days. "Oh Vereux it has been far too long. How are you?" She finally spoke with a smile. She was fully aware of the pack scent all over him, and not a hint of Armada among it. Maybe that was a blessing but it was also sad. Did her family bloodline really diminish? The thought was sad but it was probably for the best for everyone. She took a few steps back and sat down, firey orbs scanning over him. He looked well but how was he really? Would he question why she was gone for so long? Why she didn't come to him after her heart was broken? Why she ran away from everything. She blinked her eyes a few times. Vereux sure had grown, more mature and handsome too. She silently scoffed herself. Athena had staked her claim on her brother long ago. Plus Irune was in no state to think along those lines in life at the moment.

Vereux was a bit surprised, and it was like a spark moving through his body with her affection. Though his muscles tensed, wanting to turn away from her. Or at least distance himself. He didn't know Irune anymore, not like he used to, and she didn't know him. She didn't know what he'd been through, and he knew that he didn't know what she had been through but he wasn't looking for a pity party. Having his own problems as it was, he didn't want to end up hurting he unnecessarily over something that makes him feel uncomfortable. His tail flicked a little as she asked how he'd been. There wasn't much else they could ask was there? “At the moment I'm okay, just settling into Ivalice with my new family.” he said. Making it apparent that he did have the scent of a woman over him. It wasn't Athena's either. “What have you been up to Irune, what are you doing back in Borealis?” Vereux questioned for a moment. He could always test his grounds, see where he felt about all this and how she wold react to the situation herself as well. Vereux always sucked at sorting out his own feelings. “Vereux” “Avalon”