Chord was taking his time on his explorations though beyond meeting family he'd never even heard of and a very odd wolf there wasn't really much he could say. He'd looped around the Ludicael lands now, straying close to them briefly though retreating as soon as he'd recognised the scent of his grandparents. He wanted some real exciting adventure to share with them before reuniting, something that'd give his grandfather another story to tell though with he, Chord Destruction as the hero. He was still rather close to the lands now, though was travelling away from them. Truthfully there was a part of him desperate to pop in and see them, it was why he hadn't gone far yet. He hadn't ran into any familiar faces for a while and he was certainly starting to miss his family. It'd been pretty cool to meet Poem, Scorpion and Ballad, though these estranged members of the Destruction family certainly couldn't compare to his siblings or grandparents, even those Aunts and Uncles that his mother had mentioned would be wonderful to meet. He restrained himself however, and would begin to climb another hill, taking himself further away from the temptation.

A new land and a new story to begin being written. The mocha femme had only recently stepped onto the lands of Alacritia, as wolves called it, and had already seen so many interesting objects, only extending her curiosity. Back in the original lands where she lived with her mother and father, Lyric had told her of far greater lands than the one where Ahlon lived, and she was correct. Alacritia was immense, and so full of vivid greenery and many unique wolves. Her main goal since arriving had been to find any of the Destruction line who would be familiar with her. She had been told by the strangers she had met on her new journey that a pack known as Ludicael would likely hold what she sought out. However it may seem, the creamy femme did not seem to have any luck in finding the lands of this pack called Ludicael. However, a new and exciting scent would drift into her nostrils, which were flaring from exhaustion. In the distance of the barren fields, was a familiar figure, much like her own. Could it be? The wolf seemed almost exact in appearance with her brother, Chord, with the russet orange, and familiar dark verde irises. "Chord? Is that you?" She would begin to pad forth, his figure become more and more clear, now seeing the distinct markings beneath his dark verde irises. "Chord!" She would cry in happiness and begin to walk more briskly, stopping at a respectful distance from the male. "Speech"

No longer rooted to a pack, Chord was certain it couldn't be long before he would find some sort of adventure and then he could be rid of this homesickness, distracted by something so much more exciting. Unfortunately instead it seemed the world favoured irony and whilst he'd escaped the temptation of running to Ludicael and his grandparents, it was going to give him an unavoidable recollection of home. Suddenly moving towards him was his sister. Though certainly glad to see her, even he could see the irony given that he had only just banished the thoughts of his family from his mind and now suddenly one of them was before him. "It's me Harm." He responded with a smile, closing the distance and greeting the girl with a nuzzle. "You left too then?" It certainly seemed that way.

"You left too then?" At the words from her brethren, the mocha cloaked femme would nod, mismatched orbs watching him intently as he would approach and nuzzle her. She would smile and rest her head in his fur, breathing in the scent. A smile would play onto her lips as she would draw back, sitting next to the russet dipped male, wanting to hear of his many adventures he probably had experienced in the little time they had disappeared from Ahlon to journey to Alacritia. "I dearly wish to hear the epic adventures the mighty Hero Chord has gone on while we were parted in our different ways." She gave a playful grin, as the velveteen words would roll from them, as she would give a chuckle to the man, something often not heard from herself, as she awaited a reply from the man. "Speech"

Chord knew that there wasn't some rule stating he was the only one of Lyric and Darilnor's children allowed to be adventurous but this turn out had certainly still caught the young Destruction by surprise. Had any of the other's left Ahlon he'd wonder, for Bass too had certainly had a bit of an adventurous streak in him although he'd always been a little more settled than Chord. Well with at least four wolves suddenly leaving the pack, probably didn't seem like the greatest start to leadership for his parents, he'd feel a little guilty about that fact though knew it would have happened sooner or later, his grandparents departure from Ahlon was simply perfect timing. A grin would spread across his features at Harmony's comment. It may have been playful teasing and he may not have actually had any real adventures to share with her just yet though happy in the moment he simply couldn't help himself. "Well I'm afraid I don't have too much to report just yet." He began, it was a bit of a shame but the cheery tone and smile would remain in place all the same. "But I did meet some more family. They were mum's cousins or something like that. I'd never even heard of them before." It was perhaps the most exciting detail he had to share to date, certainly with his sister anyway, she surely would be pleased by the news.