He had been within Iromar for a while now, though exactly how long he didn't keep track of. Many things had happened since he came here, both in Iromar and the rest of the world. Including major shifts in power; news reach him fast of the fall of Diveen's current alphas to another, it was quite surprising how fast words could travel, these words were perhaps the last push in the direction he had already been leaning in. Diveen was bound to change with a new alpha, meaning it was no longer the home he knew, so maybe it was time to make a new one elsewhere. Iromar was tempting holding both family, and opportunity. He wasn't sure how his sister would react, but he had decided that if Aithne's offer was still open he'd take her up on joining Iromar. A lot had into his thought process of decide; what he wanted to be in the future in each pack, bonds and that possible, rank availability, the land itself, and the prey. He always did want to be a strong loyal wolf, but why not be that for Iromar instead of Diveen. Some of the things Avery had said that first day he had been brought to Iromar had made him realize his fault that had inhibited him in Diveen, and if he was anything, he wasn't the type to make the same mistake twice. He’s standing on the same quagmire that he had formerly met both Avery and Aithne on, throwing back his head and howling for female that had brought him here. He’d wait, though patiently isn't necessarily a word he'd use to describe it, pacing along the strip of semi-solid ground. He was excited to start this new chapter of his life, so his senses were pushing themselves into overdrive.