Broad white paws move with a familiar, confident gait across the terra as the magnificent woman comes trotting on the scene. Her eyes scream relation, as do the male's behind her, and there is no question who's relatives these two are. Hael carries her head lower than her taller and broader brother, though her eyes contain a seething scheming look to them. She assesses the dominant brother's territory, listening for sounds of approaching wolves. By now she would have expected Lucifer to have had this place crawling, but it would seem he is more selective than all that. Judging by the heavy hang of estrogen in the air, she surmises Lucifer has been playing hookie rather than building an empire. There are many ways of getting one's walls up, and if he wishes to spread his seed over any fertile field it will sprout in, that was his business.

In harmony, the two sing, letting their general know they have arrived. Charcoal ears swivel as they wait, Hael unable to stop herself from asking her brother, "What do you think, Lucifer's kingdom is rather exemplary, in my opinion. " Remnant simply grunted and nodded his head, his stony visage hardly changing to show anything by way of emotion. She supposed that meant he liked them, and so, the two siblings waited for their brother, or whoever else should get there first.