He followed closely the scent of his siblings towards Aurora Borealis. Not all of his siblings... that would be a pack and a half. No, just the ones that had decided they wanted to move back to the land they were born in. Papercut had allowed himself to fall back from the sight of the other four. It was a typical move for the young wolf. He didn't really care much for ranks among his siblings so he was often following, but he did always have that rebellious 'I'll do things my way and my way will be different than yours' sort if streak in him. Ahh yes, every family no matter how big or small had that one, didn't they? He was the one who followed the minimal amount of rules at home, and would spend time seeking out young rouges about his age to either hang out or pick fights with. Despite having an inherited slender build, his almost scrawny even, the mostly ebony teen was actually quite a scrapper. He'd been the biggest pain in the side of actually really good parents. Hey, out of eighteen or so kids it's fitting for there to be at least one with an overly independent streak.

Papercut heard the sharp bark from his sister, demanding the all siblings' appearance. He scowled sarcastically to himself, deciding he would take his sweet time getting there. Who was she to order him around, anyways? She wasn't mom or dad. He probably would have waited right up until she snapped to appear in the clearing, except he heard a vaguely familiar voice, cause his ears to perk curiously forward. He practiced walking in the shadows, since when night fell he always tried to blend in. Papercut was almost entirely black, and was also the only of the litter to have gotten the same stripe on his back as his mother had. Except his was blood crimson in color, as if someone had taken a knife to the back of a black wolf and cut a line down it. Turning towards the clearing, within a few minutes the lanky wolf was emerging from trees to see a third of his siblings gathered. The four he had knew was there, the other two was something of a shock for his blue eyes to land upon.

A brow raised inquisitively as his eyes shifted between the lost siblings and the four he was familiar to … there was no denying the awkwardness that had settled, whether more from his entrance or theirs he couldn't quite tell. He took more steps until he was a pretty even distance from everyone. Saydin and Mimic... it was funny, he remembered when their parents would talk to them all as they grew, how lucky they all were to have lived. Originally the litter contained twenty, but two died before the first day was even over. Then later, in the process of moving the eighteen count litter to the land outside of Blossom Forest that would be their home after that, Paperlace and Athena had thought they'd lost two others to some sort of predator. These two, actually. He remembered his mother crying for days after they first got moved in over it. A smirk appeared across his face and he directed his words towards Xena.

Silly us, thinking they were dead all this time.

With a sarcastic scoff he nodded bluntly towards Mimic and Saydin. It was pretty obvious in his tone that he was showing a bit of an attitude towards Xena, not towards them. He didn't mind them no longer being dead, but he fact was there weren't really any of his siblings he got along with well. They were usually either shy or serious or … well, or they were Xena. She took up an authoritative role among the siblings, especially when mom or dad weren't around, so he naturally disliked her the most. Disliked in a perfectly sibling way – there were times he wanted to kill her, but he would kill for her anytime. But yes, it was the reason he mostly sought out rogues to hang out with, or even to fight against, because he got along with them better than anyone at home. So sibling reunion … he wasn't excited about, neither was he hostile. Pretty apathetic, actually. He placed his rump against the ground, showing obvious distaste for his presence having been demanded there, and watched Xena to wait for whatever instructions or whatever she had.