Moladion was in a state of change lately. Glorall taken by one of his pack wolves who recently had left, Asteraia, a good Ally of Taviora taken by a female. Change was here and it with it he knew the balance had been upset. He had heard only rumors of the female who defeated Rhae, she was a vicious female blood thirsty and was essentially polar opposite in terms of disposition to the former queen. Meanwhile there was Glorall, Coza didn’t think the change was as extreme, it happened shortly before Rhae that Tesseract had been defeated. Coza had bled to form their alliance and earn Tesseract’s trust. While he was never friends with him like he had been Rhae or Isola he knew he was trustworthy. Funny seeing as he had Eden in his pack for a time. He was never sure what to think of him.

He was a friend of Solaris and thus was allowed to come into the pack under his blessing, but Eden was not like Solaris. He was ruthless and often acted out of line, then when Coza had rewarded Reian he had left and Coza guessed decided to become an alpha himself. The Aztec male wasn’t sure, but he knew Solaris might be able to talk them into rekindling a friendship with the ocean-side pack. In time, right now he had other matters to attend too.

He heard the call and he was fairly far from the border. Picking up his border patrolling pace he starts making his way towards the group of scents. The call was not for him alone, Tuari an orphan of sorts was also being called by the unfamiliar voice. Curious he continued forward wondering if maybe it was a friend of Tuari, he wasn’t far off in his suspicions but he knew she rarely left the pack anymore. Not since she wandered to Diveen at least. He guessed she could have made a friend, if she did he was happy for her, she was kind and was dealt a bad hand in life she deserved something to make her happy. Glorall clung to the pelt of the caller though and as he approached another scent had come to his lands, also of Glorall and similar to the first, family most likely. Perhaps they had come to join he supposed soon he would find out.

The scene the large cream and brown male was usual. He moved through the trees and paused a short distance away listening to some sort of talk going on. He stood awkwardly for a moment listening to the reply of the younger boy who seemed familiar with Tuari, the older male though Coza had met before. Warlow. It took a moment to recall his name, but he did remember. They had come checking out Taviora before moving on, apparently to Glorall where they had settled and had children.

”Warlow… it has been a while… I hoping I is not…. Interrupting?” He started awkwardly moving a bit closer and placing himself closer to Tuari’s side giving her a kind fatherly smile. ”You are Warlow’s son, yes? It is pleasure-” He paused allowing Levi the chance to give his name before continuing. ”How can I be helping the both of you?” He said his fire opal eyes glancing between the two male wolves.