I knew it was my sworn duty to protect Asteraia now, but I had others on my mind today. Surprisingly. I hadn’t seen my sister in some time, not since that bastard Aranck came around and father told us to keep our heads low before vanishing himself and leaving us in that mess. I guess I couldn’t blame dad, that was about when we lost all his family too, when his littermate went wandering off and I think he went a wandering with her. I couldn’t say where he went, I wasn’t even completely sure Aza was still here, but she probably was. I didn’t think she would go terribly far. My mostly black form trots over the lands easily, though I know Iromar is no longer my home, I didn’t feel any need to stop at the borders. I am of Asteraia, Iromar’s sister pack I guess I could say, and Pine would recognise me and probably any one else that was around before the bastard took away Aithne.

I don’t wander far into the lands though. My father had picked himself a den not too near the center, though it was more around where I was at. I didn’t know if Aza would have taken up residence at his den, or mother’s or where exactly she would be, but our father’s place of living was a good enough place for me to stop at. I can’t lie, I miss the moors, but Lazarus and Aster had taken residence in the plains and they were where my loyalty really was and thus I didn't vacillate between if I wanted to be here or Asteraia. This land would be here even after we all were dead and gone, and didn’t care if I was giving my life to it or not. So here I was now, waiting here for my surprisingly more loud mouthed sibling to arrive. I tilted my head back and let out a lazy call to her I dont’ know if she will come quick or not, or if she’s even here at all, but I expected someone would give me an answer if she wasn’t.

Walking around the one of the den’s I used to call home, I didn’t see any paw steps, other than my own as I explored the area. I didn’t think Aza was living here, but at the same time it could have snowed since she had been gone. I knew I myself could be gone for hours at a time and come back and my densite in Asteraia would be covered by a damn snow drift. This area was a little more open, and dry, compared to other areas so perhaps that was the case here.

I finally flopped my rear into the snow though, wrapping my paws with my tail and just waited. It was really boring waiting… but I let my good eye scan the area, take in the familiar sights that I was forced to leave. Heh. I wonder if my sister knew about my eye even. It had a scar over it and I was lazy and generally just kept it shut now cause I rather have it dark than have blurr everywhere. I doubted she did, but that was part of what I was here for, to pay a game of catch up with the only close family I had left.