He was worn out from the climb sure, but he wasn’t about to let that slow him down. He was last born sure the ‘youngest’ by all but apparently his Mother Rogue’s culture where the strongest was born last, but Los surely wasn’t the smallest of the three of them standing easily above his sisters, though not much for now, would spring up like a weed come his second and third. Los imagined his father was a huge brute, like what he was going to be strong and bigger than both of his moms and super tough! After all he was Mom’s imprint he had to be somewhat impressive right? Though then again he seemed to recall that perhaps Mother didn’t like him as much. He pondered on that for a time before shaking his head waiting to see the brute who had sired him come from the mountain tops and descend upon them in all of his glory.

Soon though he spotted something moving. His red and teal eyes narrowing in the direction of the male, the underlined portions focusing upon the silvery figure that so many of them took after but Los was surprised. He was expecting some giant he supposed, he was told by his mother that Los was going to be a monster and so the boy thought that his father was as well. It appeared not. He was a bit disappointed in the size regard, he was shorter than his Mother, but taller than his mom, perfectly settled in the middle of them both, though the coiled muscle that was thick beneath his coat and the wing like marking that the pair shared made up for it. This was his father, the only male he had by blood that he could get to know to spare him by this wave of estrogen he was constantly surrounded by.

He seemed happy to see him and Los’ eyes locked on to Sleekwing’s for just a moment as he looked over them seeming to scrutinize each one before seemingly pleased with what he saw and letting his tail waving lightly out behind him. Los felt relief for a moment, really as much as his hard exterior let on he really did want to be accepted by Sleekwing, he wanted SOMEONE to go to that wasn’t a woman. Not that he hated his sisters or his mom but there was guy talk you know? They didn’t have some things he did and didn’t think like him and while Alcmene and Mana were fun and all well… He was missing something. And he wasn’t going to be missing on anything ever.

As his mom and dad began to speak Los sat silently, both because he was a bit too tired to say much and the fact there wasn’t really anything to say, well that was until his mom stated she was going to stay here too. That was NOT part of this deal. ”Mooooooommmmm. You were supposed to go hommmmeeee.” He whined, "I wanted time with Just Dad.” He huffed looking her up and down for a moment before shooting his gaze away from her. He had enough Mom time already, Moms time whatever. He just wanted to be alone with Sleekwing that and he wouldn’t be able to cause half as much mischief about the mountain with her privy to his tricks. Which now that he thought about it, was probably exactly why she was staying. One alone wasn’t so bad but the three together…. No one wolf could handle the hurricane of trouble they could stir.