Veilia is a wolf simply full of compliments, and I almost find a blush blossoming across my features but I am modest as I am friendly. And beside, I am on a mission- we both are, are we must follow through until the end of our journey. We are both very much content in our company, and I know this because I know myself and I can see it on her sleek face as she takes in the Mountain all around us. She seems impressed by it all, happy even, and I am glad in these moments that I have brought her to my home of Spirane. I know Sleekwing will not keep us waiting long, and even then both of us are content to bask in the sunlight that graces the last few hours of day light. With the sun setting to the West of the Mountain, the resulting light casts long shadows that creep all the way to the valley and even almost to the woodland. It is all a very glorious sight to behold, and even the fresh air of the mountain is different in the lungs than the placid air below.

It is just after Veilia takes it upon herself to further groom her features, after I have told her who the wolf is that will be greeting us, that my dark gaze drinks in his monochrome pelt. He is just as I remember him, all silvers and greys with eyes of blue lavender that I tell myself remind me of my Mother and Father both. Mother had the lavender while Father had the speckles of blue. I do not remember these things myself, but I have committed them to memory after my siblings have told me much about them both. I see Alcide and Moonglow in the sight of my brother that approaches us now, and I find a most warm and pleased grin spreading across my features. He's quick to find himself with us, his silver shoulder rubbing against my own chocolate brown. It feels so wonderful again, truly, to feel the life of family along side my own and it shows in my movements as I aim to return his shoulder rub. Dark violet brown eyes watch him with interest as his voice greets us, and I am all to eager to offer up my own reply. "Brother, how wonderful it is to see you again." My thick black tail waves in gladness behind my equally dark striped haunches, and soon enough I am content recline back if only to rest my legs bathed in black stockings. I am not an easily winded creature, but I do enjoy the occasional rest and appreciation one can give to their surroundings.

It is apparent Sleekwing's attention is mostly on me, but I do not miss the subtle double take he does when concerning Veilia. Eager to answer his question, I'm barely pausing to allow my friend to introduce herself as I am sure to do it for her as well. "Veilia- my new friend and I, are on the quest to lead us to her own brother Warlow and sister Natu. I've come to you as a wolf knowing most things, and perhaps you may be able to help us." I speak knowingly in regard to the prowess my brother holds, known to him or not. I am second youngest only to Haven, but all of my older siblings are just that; older siblings, and they have much to give me and much to teach me of this world I know. Sleekwing has been the long standing warrior of the Mountain, and he has undoubtedly seen so many faces pass through and come to stay. Perhaps Natu or Warlow could be some of them, or at least one of them, and for the sake of Veilia at my side I do hope dearly that it may be true.