He was happy she was back doing well… whatever she was doing. He had been elated to see her that day though he would never admit it. Really though he had been doing a lot of nothing. There wasn’t really anything for him to do after all. He haunted the mountain shadowing his hooded girl and his… thing that he was attached too on a regular basis. He was pleased to keep them around as well and together. Things were going well he thought for Viora too. She got her rank seemed happy and he did what he could if she wanted to help her find the female that murdered her mother. He would help her, he would kill her just because Viora wanted it or die trying. That was his promise to her, though he wanted to keep Fjall safe too, but Viora well she was his fire he guessed he could say or resident thing she could bite of if she needed it.

The howls of battle though called to the current Alpha. Honestly Magnus might have caught sight of her a few times. He was welcomed in with Fjall under Viora and it was Viora who had his loyalty. Viora liked her mate apparently, Jericho, was her friend and also had said he would help her avenge her mother. Meanwhile Magnus hadn’t taken a lot of time to get to know anyone. He just lurked in the shadows of the mountain getting lazier and lazier but once the battle ended and a new howl echoed over the lands. Well he couldn’t help but be curious. He had after all been here when she dispatched the wolf that toppled the angels empire temporarily, so when the younger male’s voice echoed up he was moving towards it.

He watched from a distance at first, though was hardly hiding. The gathering was growing, many unfamiliar scents and wolves were gathering. He thought he maybe knew the old grey wolfess who was seeing to the wounds but he didn’t know any others. He moved towards the bunch looking around for any tell tale signs of Fjallraven or Viora to come too. If they weren’t staying he wasn’t, easy as that and nothing personal, but woulnd’t hurt to get a tidbit of information.

”So you won, eh? Well ain’t that just interesting? The name’s Magnus.” Rough around the edges was one way to put him. He was just uncaring like that though. He wanted to see though what mettle this male really had and maybe if he was interesting enough for Viora and him to still follow.