The walk back to the peaks was comfortable to say the least; sometimes a pleasant silence fell over the pair, other times they conversed about their pasts. He found himself sharing details of his past with female almost automatically, ones he may not have felt the need to share with others; however the conversation was far from one-sided, she shared details of her past too. he had told her about how his mother had once taken the peaks only to lose them in a similar manner to which she had won them, how his family had moved to Glorall and how he had moved back with his youngest siblings in order to protect them, how extremely grateful he was to Daenerys for letting him return when Eden had taken over Glorall. he couldn't help but be enthralled by the stories she wove of her time as a loner in the outer lands, having never been outside Moladion himself left him rather curious about the outside world. Neither of their lives were free of strife, though it seemed like Gaia had gotten the worst of their ordeals; he decided that he it'd make him happy, if he could help her and make her happy. She put him at ease in a way no other had really managed to achieved, but at same time he couldn't help the feeling of being just a bit bashful, with the heat rising to his cheeks and the racing of his heart.

He had to admit that he was surprised when she accepted his invitation, in a good way of course. It felt like forever since he last shared a den with anyone, the last had been Myra before she went adventuring. of course he still held on to hope that she'd return and least to Moladion, the last thing he wanted was to hold her back from doing what she wanted. It made him long a bit for the days that seemed like a lifetime ago, where he used to wake up in a cuddle pile of his siblings. Well at least for time being both him and Gaia wouldn't spend another cold night alone, that they'd have each other's company. Part of him was anxious he'd mess this up in some way; after all he didn't have many relationships outside his family. he growing up in Moladion had heard obscure rumors of a bond, bound by fate; he had to wonder if this was it, though something deep in his heart told him otherwise. He wasn't really sure if he believed such things, but if there was such a thing he wanted to have a stronger one with Gaia.

The halt of his companion brought him to a stop as well, and momentary confusion; the mountain's territory seemed to have change once again, but he didn't notice it immediately upon arrival at the border due to being a bit distracted enjoying Gaia's company. it took him a moment to figure out what was different but then realized the pack must have changed paws once again, seemingly to someone else within the pack; he inched a little closer to Gaia, making sure not to leave her side should things go wrong. He looked at her as she spoke, her confusion clear. "I don't think it was a challenge or we would have heard the call. But that doesn't rule out some sort of violence." he spoke the corners of his mouth pulling down and his brow furrowing in thought. Howls could be heard from miles around, surely they weren't far enough away to not hear it; but perhaps some sort of sneak attack or rebellion and Roman got hurt or worse, and he decided or was forced to give up the throne. the gray male was really start to wish he had decide to pay more attention to who Roman's appointed second was, maybe then the answer would be more clear. He was pulled from his thoughts as Gaia looked around and took a step into the borders while speaking, leaving his gold eyes to quickly flicker to their surroundings for anyone or anything. "Yeah better than staying out here in the open." Starting into an easy even pace, and towards heading he knew his den would be; but making sure he could remain alert and that Gaia could stay with him.