Every time he thought he was coming to his end, something grabbed him and kept him from feeling like he could. Making him cling in there and continue to claw his way for as long as he could. Cenmatl had been the first, after Moth had died he felt like there was no life he could live anymore and the little pup that he was certain was descended from his dearest friend was his only chance to make up his failings to her. Of course now he was moved on, with his own imprint and mate and helps protect Iromar alongside of her. He was proud of his grandson, but it seemed his family was bent on ensuring he continued to live on until his body couldn’t move anymore. Suomi had graced him with Navi and Amoxtli and Shiloh were expecting their second litter after five years since their first. He was sure it was all coincidence, but even just looking at the fire in the dark girl’s eyes seemed to relight his own lifeforce.

He was concerned though as she tried to fight her way back to her paws that she was going to hurt herself. He was unconcerned about her raised hackles and her vicious demeanor and was more worried about her given her condition than anything else. He didn't’ find her insolent behavior as bad as most probably would, and the moment his concern instead of anything angry showed she instantly seemed to settled down. Unlike her mother. She calmed for a second before snapping at him and for a moment he expected the young girl to do the same. Instead she seemed to actually listen, look at him curiously as he talked before recognition seemed to flash in her eyes.

By the time he was done, she snorted lightly, seeming amused only having him tilt his head slightly as he regarded her for a moment longer. She seemed to completely relax then, causing his smile to touch his features as she finally did confirm what he had been suspecting all along. He supposed he did have a habit of doing so, though his daughter Zeltzin had taken more than he ever had, though with Navi he figured he would be on par with his biological daughter now. His tail waved with glee though at knowing the truth, it took a lot of effort for him not to scoop the child up and snuggle her to death. Not yet at least.

He let her look him over, she seemed to recover her exhaustion a little, walking around him as his dusty brown tail still waved about, pleased about all of this quite clearly. Age did do things to him though, he didn’t move as fast, he wasn’t as sure in his steps, things certainly were no longer as effortless or easy, and it hadn’t been that way since his heart and soul had been torn from her in her own death by time. He wondered then where Suomi was, he worried for her, but right now all he could do was pick up her name upon his greying ears.

Even with his age, he still had enough energy to wrap one of his brown towed paws around the girl and easily scoop her small, slight figure right into the thick fur of his chest. Unable to stop himself from smothing the child that was his granddaughter anymore. ”That you is, my little Navi.” He said his voice warm and obviously delighted. He felt warm all over at the news, yet… ”Where is being your mother? I is missing her terribly on her wanderings.” Of course his chest tightened at some suspicions, but they were suspicions not the truth, he didn’t know. Worry was clear in his features, but still his eyes scanned for her over the snowy horizon as if hoping to see her black figure crossing over the snowy plains at any moment. Nothing yet. Worry set in more. ”I-I is thinking I understand.” He said slowly. He waited to see if she confirmed it, but family did matter to his daughter he knew that, he certainly knew her well enough to know she would not be turning her own yearling daughter loose into the wilds if she was able to be with her.