In some small way, it is a frustrating thing to relinquish the position of Glorall's Arbiter. It had been Achlys' own rank, after all. With my mother's condition slowly improving, I have more time available to think of other matters. Achlys, of course, had been one of them. I detest, at times, how much I am able to see her in the faces of Nemesis and her siblings; it is as if they have stolen those parts of her, unwilling to surrender her back to this world. Perhaps it was a mistake to do as we did. Was their creation worth her recession into the shadows? It was bothersome. Perhaps it always will be. There are so few that seem to understand as she did. I can only hope that another - this Illyria - will rise to become something, though I do not suppose there will ever be a replacement. She must be her own wolf.
I knew she would call for me soon, though her call still catches me off guard as I move along the borders. The spring season, it seems, lures out the ambition of others; hers is as clear in her voice as it need be. I have no true purpose for my roaming and so, I move immediately towards her as a jog. Glorall is the first, it seems, to feel the oncoming summer; the sun is hotter now, warming my fur and the earth beneath me. If my mother is not well, perhaps, by the summer then I ought to find the time to relocate Hadrian closer by. I am sure he will be agitated by the move but such is the life of a healer. They go where they must. It should, with luck, keep him out of the way of Illyria for some time, too. The tension between the two had been palpable. It is surely something to avoid.
It takes me a short while to find her, though her appearance is all too easy to spot in the greenery. She is like a fabled ghost, after all. I move towards her from head on, my tail arced ever so slightly yet I do my best to retain a natural composure. There is a tension from her, though, as slight as it might be. To lead is to feel these things, to observe and understand. I eye her but only for a moment before I take position a short while from her, asking only the simplest of questions in order to avoid the small talk that often comes with these calls.