One moment he was in a crowded pack with his mate by his side and the next he was utterly alone. After Erani lost the challenge for Valhalla everyone he cared for seemingly disappeared. He left the Valhalla lands imidiately, of course, refusing to live under anyone that had torn down the woman he had come to know dearly, but when he did he didn't know where to go. He couldn't find Surreal or Erani and when he had gone to the island that he had last seen his family on they were no where to be found either. The russet and earth toned brute felt utterly lost and alone. While he was sitting on the shore of Inu Island, trying to figure out his next move, he suddenly remembered the pale, oddly marked woman he had met not long after he had begun regaining his memories. Roman, his half sister that ruled over a pack in the north. He remembered promising to come see her and now realized that promise was long over due. He got up and swam back to the mainland, now with a new goal to accomplish. The whole trip up toward the northern lands was spent searching for Surreal, but with no luck. Now here he was, at the edge of the Tortugan borders, now questioning his decision. It felt strange to be up north. He had avoided this part of Alacritis for so long, trying to avoid his father, but now here he was. Was it impossible for an Armada to not eventually make their way up here? But it wasn't the albino he was here to see. It was Roman. With that in mind he lifted his muzzle and called for her, curious to see if she would even remember him. Speech Thought Others

Things were going good. Yeah, it'd had been rocky for a while, nearly the whole season of winter. But, spring was here and everything was slowly improving. Her health had returned, for the most part and finally she felt in control. She knew the feeling wouldn't last however, and she kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak. Something bad had to happen, right? It couldn't always be this good. A cry echoed through the forest, a call very familiar to her, though she caller was a wolf she hadn't thought of in a while. She was close to the border, so she didn't turn and rush towards it, rather she merely turned and sauntered through the undergrowth, her violet eyes seeking out the russet colors of her half brother, Falk. As she approached him, her own bodice relaxed- she wondered what brought him here? Had something happened? Of course, he was welcome, but why was he there? Her jaws parted, words slipping smoothly from them, "Falk! Welcome." She would say, as she came to a halt before him. She settled back on her haunches, her tail curling around her, as she stared at him, her violet eyes brimming with curiosity. Speech,