How strange it was, to be here in what were old Imperium lands. It was funny how, in a sense, justice seemed to catch up to them too. But there was no satisfaction in the bi-colored eyes of the man. He seemed worn, his expression somber and lost. Ever since winning against Sin... He sighed. That had not been a victory. He had won the battle yes, but at what cost? Seeing the mate of the man, his children... He had done the same thing that Sin had done to him, only had realized it far too late. So who was the monster, and who was the man now? Was it not true that they were both in the wrong? Cy closed his eyes, furrowing his brow. He had not come here to reminisce. Had not come here to gloat. No, a very sick ‘ponine had decided to run off again. He was doing his best to trail her, and sure enough her scent ran through this land... But it was stale. Cypress opened his eyes once more, raising his muzzle to the sky. Perhaps... If someone was still here...they might have seen her? He let out a howl, hoping that was the case. He was running out of leads. ""

He was doing some wondering, far from the pack. He had felt the need to get away from the pack and to do a little traveling. He wanted to get out and see some different lands, meet some new faces, and maybe even find some wolves who were looking for a pack. Myriad was doing so well so far and had decently grown, but he was sure that new members would be appreciated. Since Riv brought home that new member, Jackson felt there was a new task he could be doing. The herd the lived near their lands was staying in place so he could be using his time doing something else. Today he had set out early and had made quite a bit of distance before slowing his pace to check out his surroundings. By the smell of it this lands used to be ruled by a pack, but the scents were extremely faded and it seemed that this place was abandoned. He wondered if he would even find anyone here with it being old pack lands, should he even be here was another question. For all he knew there could be some remaining pack members left that wouldn't be too happy with his presence. So he stopped, hesitating weather he would go on or not. His ears heard the howl calling out for anyone nearby and for a moment he stood still. Should he stay or should he go. It was calling out to anyone so it shouldn't hurt. So he headed off in the direction of the howl, no clue what he was in for. It had been such a long time that he had heard his father's howl that things hadn't clicked. In fact he never had the chance to reunite with him after Riv had found him. He neared the wolf and when his bi colored eyes fully took in his form he stopped. He instantly recognized his father, no matter how long it had been. Not being involved with everything leading up to his father's disappearance Jackson really had no reason for hard feelings. He still misunderstood the mixed feelings from his other siblings, but again he hadn't been there. Yipping in excitement the young male converted back into a puppy with his tail thrashing and running over to his father. Refraining from tackling his father the male just embraced him, shoving his face into his father's chest in pure happiness. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think