It had been a bad idea for him to try and fallow his parents especially when leaving he had left his siblings in the dust. His main reason was because he had been angry that they had decided to leave, selfish because he wanted them to stay. He was also torn greatly because half of him wanted to stay with his siblings and the other half wanted to be with his parents. He had grown severely lost a while ago and had been wandering around ever since. He had been to places he had never seen before and forced to further work on his hunting skills to keep himself fed. For quite some time tried to find his parents trail again, but after a while gave up completely. Now it was a matter of finding his way back home again which had been a lot more difficult then he had hoped. He flopped himself down with a large yawn, the warm surface of the large rock he settled on made him feel sleepy. Since he had taken a break from his travels he decided he would catch up on a little rest before he would start things back up again. His blue eyes took a moment the look at the circular standing stones not far in front of him before he would lay his head down and relax on the warm stone. "Speech"

Thallia wasn't sure if she expected to ever see her siblings again, let alone her parents. Was she resigned to them being gone forever? Not really, but likewise she hadn't let herself feel overly optimistic about their return. She understood now that their God was a merciless one and that hoping he might change things for her a waste of time - she had to be the one to bring about that change. She wasn't quite sure how to do that, though; perhaps once Pyrrhic had some news about what he wanted to do with the Empire she too might be certain where her path might fall. But until then? She was as aimless as the rest, and today her wandering took her to the Runestones. Though she didn't quite know what purpose this place had held, in ancient history, she couldn't shake the feeling that she might find a glimpse of something here. Thalia was familiar with the strange etching on the stones, though none made much sense to her, but maybe she just didn't know exactly what she was looking for... Of all things, she hadn't expected to see Dion here, of all things. Slowly she wove between the tall stones, though once his familiar scent touched her nose she slowed nearly to a halt. Veering around one of the larger stones, eyes narrowing slightly as she focused her attention on him, looking somewhat bewildered.. and a little suspicious, too, though she didn't mean to. "Dion," Thalia started cautiously, taking a few steps toward him and wondering if he was truly asleep or just taking a moment to rest. "Are you back?" She was tempted to ask where he'd gone, or why he'd left without telling her, but she wasn't sure those were productive inquiries and she wanted to know firstly if his presence was something she ought to expect, or if he was planning to up and leave again soon.