It was always interesting how fate enjoyed pulling the strings of creatures. Not that long ago the brute had recently consoled his dearest friend, attempted to comfort him in a loss so great that Coza couldn’t fathom what he was going through. The loss of a son he was certain was a difficult burden to bear, one that he hoped he would never have to go through with either of his two children. Roamin was particually a sensitive case, the boy so gentle and kind Coza couldn’t imagine what he could have done to threaten the Queen of Iromar save for simply being her daughter’s imprint. It couldn’t be helped though, fate bound them together, they made one another happy and now a broken girl was left to wander about his pack soulless and a father with his son taken from him. Why?

He could never fathom this. All lives were precious, even while Coza hated the wolf Tobias he wasn’t sure if he could take the wolf’s life unless he threatened those around him again. Just to hunt him down and kill him though… the idea was preposterous and he could never bring himself to do it. His was a gentle soul, only further tempered by the Shaman of Taviora that was his heart and soul. The call that echoed across his land was for both of them then. Coza’s ears perked recognizing the call of Reian his niece of sorts. His paws were quickly moving, sensing the urgency he began pounding across the land, his great bulk hardly silent as he moved towards the borders as quickly as his dusty brown toed paws would allow.

Coszcotl’s nose worked all the while, smelling a scent he couldn’t believe was there. Hush. She came home at both a good and terrible time. Her Sen was shattering it was something Coza himself tried to mend but only that of heart or soul, Coza truly believed, could fix what is broken. He could feel his Moth had already arrived and it only drove him to quicken his pace and soon the trio of females came into view of the brute’s fire opal eyes. They watered slightly at the site of the two females that were so close to his friend Sen, both did not look to be in good shape and Hush was very much worse for wear, but Moth was here and Coza knew that the red fem that was the first wolf and friend he had in Moladion was in the best care.

”Hush.” His voice called softly over them all moving forward giving his own heart and soul a gentle touch on the shoulder as he moved to embrace his old friend. ”You are being okay. I have been most concerned.” His gaze moves to Reian now, an adult by all standards she was the combined beauty of both her parents and he gave the girl a weak smile. She must have found her and brought her home.

Not wishing to be in the way of Moth while she worked he quickly backed away his tail giving a few sad, though still happy waves. Fate just had a way of complicating things, even if in the long run this could make everything so much better for everyone.