He is quite surprised by the appearance of another young pup. He honestly wasn't too familiar with young loud puppies. Sure, he had to deal with Celeste and her yelling and rants, but she was far from a hyper child. His star-speckled ears flicker with her words as he diverts his attention to his own siblings. His attention is more inclined to his siblings anyway...they were so much larger than before. They were his very blood and he does not get to see them grow with his very own eyes. Instead, he chose his life here. But once the girl starts to question them being here, he lifts his head a bit, his opal gaze twisting back to the younger girl. They are his family, and he knew they would be welcome here as long as they didn't cause trouble. Mithos speaks before he gets a chance though, his own mouth opening to speak but allowing Mithos to have his word. A little...harsh with words apparently, his brother is that is, but that quite honestly doesn't surprised him too much. Many of his siblings took after Azrael's mouth, and it is quite difficult not to. He gives a slightly narrow of an eye at Mithos before speaking once more.

"They are my brother and sister. Do not worry, young one. They will not cause any trouble for Taviora, I will see to it," he said, his voice now developing tones rich and deep with his adulthood. He was a wolf improved from his Father, who claims to be wolf perfection, with only a few pounds that clung to him from extra fur and thick chest and legs. He was surely an impressive creature, bounded with handsome beauty into a lupine package.

"It is the journey here that is unsafe for ones your age...I will escort you back home tomorrow," he stated firmly, asserting his dominance in the situation. It is quite apparent that Mithos is one who more...aggressive with his words and position. Starfall had left Diveen in part of his Father, and Mithos was reminding him quite a lot of him at this moment.

However, there is a stark difference between his father and the red boy that is his brother. Mithos spoke of fortune and luck. Starfall listens, keeping his eyes on his brother as he speaks of such things. He talks like mother does from her homeland, and he talks like the third of command in Diveen, Yojimbo. Yojimbo has an affinity with the stars, one that his Mother certainly admires. Obviously, he has missed much while he has been gone deep in the forests of Taviora.

As the other girl questions Mithos, he turns his attention to his younger sister. He watches as she is filled with uncertainty, a trait that has yet to appear in the great line of Andromeda and Azrael. He tilts his head slightly, his star-crowned head softening slightly, thought the intensity of his glittering gaze never seems to fade completely. His large paws pound gently against the earth as he walks over to his sister. His muzzle lowers, pupiless eyes taking in her form as he inhales her scent. He wonders why she acts as such around strangers, what it is that caused her to be so...timid. His stare in like starfire, before he turns to sit next to Elara, wrapping his long tail around so it swoops behind her - if she allows it.

"Elara, dear sister, we will make sure everything is fine... I have lived here many suns and moons, seen the faeries and ghosts of the woods. No danger is present here," he stated slowly and deliberately. His tore his gaze from her, the powerful force of his very being directing towards the two young girls of his pack. He towers over them all, a sentinel of dreams in this moment that will too pass. He didn't want to interrupt, be he was...fine sitting next to his sister...but yet, he almost felt as if he wouldn't be as...welcome. Perhaps they do not feel a bond with him so strongly, and deservingly so. He is the outcast, the eldest brother who ran to a place on the other side of the world. Once given a moment to speak, he does, wishing to know why it is they came so far.

"What is it that brings you both so far, and yet so close to home?" he said with a tiny grin. Sure, it was a...lame attempt to imply that his home is their home. He could only guess they would appreciate the gesture as he looks away from the young girls and back at his siblings, curious. Maybe the four of them could be friends too...if Mithos didn't continue to insult the louder girl, that is. He could only hope that she wouldn't overreact to his...bluntness. He sighed slightly, remember the horrid things that would spew from Celeste's mouth. Mithos...was tame compared to her insults.

Sometimes, his black heart missed the sights and sounds of his family...