After it became known that one of her daughters had gone missing, she had done a fair amount of searching; and by fair amount she meant scoured every inch of Glorall she could think of along with some surrounding free lands. Unfortunately there is a reason she didn't pride herself on hunting and tracking, that's because her skill level on those two is fair at best; enough to keep her alive outside a pack, her nose is tuned to stiff out herbs, not track living moving things. She always made it home by nightfall, and takes days of rest though she can hardly sit still on them; she couldn't help feeling she had failed both Inanna and Dieloch, she despised the feeling. She was worried about Dieloch, she hadn't seen him quite some time; he cares about Illyria and her both as well as their children she knows this, too lose any of them must be hard on him. Illyria had known Dieloch longer than her surely that meant they were closer and that made her a bit envious, not that she'd ever show it or admit it; she knew what her and Dieloch's relationship was supposed to be.

She continued thinking as she carried on with her task, until she was pulled from her thoughts by the approach of her silent daughter, Sif. the golden goddess smiled at her remaining daughter as her task attempted wiggled and wormed his way out of her solid grip, her task was giving her son Kynìgi a bath; of course he didn't want a bath so she had to pin him down for such things. She watched as Sif dragged a stick in the sand into a certain design while keeping Kynìgi firmly under her paws, she had developed an interesting way of communicating to say the least, when she finally grasped what her daughter was attempting to explain she loosened her grasp only slightly but it was enough. Her son went shooting off as if she'd give a chase, and she was almost tempted to, but instead she gets up nuzzles Sif in thanks and set off towards the familial den on the borders of Glorall.

Dieloch had still yet to arrive, so she laid in the sun close to the den letting it warm her golden fur, closing her eyes in relaxation. She didn't know how much time passed, but it's not really like she had any other plans today; and even if she did, she was sure that still would've showed. Her ears pricked at the sound of an approach, calmly opening her starry eyes; she finds that they meet Dieloch's familiar form. Her tail wags at his greeting, "Hey there, stranger; fancy meeting you here." She said in much the same fashion as he drew near. She arched to his touch as he pressed his face into her sun-warmed fur, telling her of the news. "You call that good news? it's great news, I’m surely she'll be back home safe in no time." She rubbed her cheek against his fur; she had her dark thoughts and worries about what was happening her adventurous daughter, but with how it was already affecting her company she saw no need to share such negativity, they had to remain positive. He presses against her before retreating and giving her a soft smile, something that she returned.

She listened to his proposal and nodded in agreement, she could use some prey to take her stress and frustrations out on; and to give it as a thank you gift for the help seemed like a great idea. She stretched as he asked his question rubbing her body along the underside of his chin. "What a wonderful idea, I was missing hunting with you anyways, as for our quarry it should be sizeable, to show at least a fraction of our gratitude, don't you think? As for specifics I’m not really sure."