Wylan had finally recovered, and was starting to adjust to his new den Spider and their companions. It was a little quieter than what he had had, but it was a start. A nice one. He had regained the use of his wing, and it was no longer sore to move. Now that he had healed, he had to admit to himself that there was one wolf he had not treated fairly.

He went looking for Ignita, sending his companions out to help him look through the vast pack the Armada had become. At least with Ignita, there were places she could often be found, which narrowed down the search considerably.

"Wylan Fatalis"

She was worried. She sat on the balcony overlooking the Col and chewed her lip. Jamie was having a harder time than usual and Balrog was also not feeling well since they got back from the Hallows. She had done everything she could for them, the trip must have knocked them out harder than she thought. She wasn't keen on moving farther away from them than the patio.

Suddenly she saw Glacier down below, looking for someone. She watched him for a moment, a welcome distraction, though another painful one. She saw the bear nose the air and looked up in her direction. Oh? He was looking for her? Another crease of concern shadowed her brow, worried Wylan was in trouble now! But she watched as Glacier ran to fetch Wylan and bring him to her!

"Oh! Wylan is everything okay?" She asked, stepping up as he approached.

"Ignita"

It wasn’t long before his little polar bear came trotting back to him. He’d always thought the white ursidae would grow so much bigger, but he’d stopped quite quickly. Even Citadel’s bear had already outgrown him. Not that he minded, his friend had been with him from the start, and he adored him for it.

“You found her?” He asked, and his bear gave a soft grunt of agreement, and led the heir back through the Col to the dens. Ah, he should have guessed. Her children kept her closer to home these days. He trotted up the incline to the balcony, but paused near it instead of joining her. He had been so… tense, so grumpy with her the last time they had really caught up. “I’m… sorry. I was really hard on you, I wasn’t in a good place, but that’s no excuse…”


"Wylan Fatalis"

Speech // thought

Ignita's golden gaze roved over the large winged male checking for injuries or some hint to his mood or reason for him to seek her out. He had been... rather cross the last time they had spoken. She tilted her head as she read how tense he was moving up the stairs toward her. He paused at the top and... The concern melted from her features as the reason became abundantly clear. She closed her eyes as she felt his apology sink in, a warm smile broke over her lips as her body relaxed into it.

"Oh, Wylan..." She started, grateful to have this time with him, grateful he came to her when he was ready.

"You haven't had it easy, I don't hold anything against you. Come come! I forgive you - A hundredfold, I'm so grateful you came!" She said, cheered and delighted at his presence.

"I'm so glad you're feeling better! Have you been able to use your wings like before?" She asked, easily overcoming the topic and welcoming him to sit next to her. She was so happy to have a friend back.