Ophiuchus had a very interesting time with his cousin in Diveen. Rurik had opened his eyes to an entire new way of seeing things. The pale grey male was a cloud watcher. The varying shapes and movement was fascinating to gaze at, but now! He had an entire new outlook on his sky gazing. He didn't remember all of the herbs the other boy had told him. Some of them had turned his stomach, but the trip was good for him. It got him out of Taviora and socializing a little bit, even if it was family.
On his way back, still feeling the effects of the last thing he ate, Ophi didn't realize he had traveled directly north into Asteraia. The smell was different from when he skirted the territory before. Someone new was in charge! So much had happened as the season changed. Which is why the smell on the damp air surprised him. He couldn't be home already, but he could smell his sister. He tilted his head slightly, his dark ears twitching slightly. The open plains made him an easy target, dilated pupils at all. The boy continued only, the earth squishing and squelching beneath his paws.
And that's when he saw her. "Hheeyy!" he called out, a bit more drawn out than it should have been. What was Skyrippa doing in Asteraia? Surely the same could have been said of him, but at least he could use the excuse of having been visiting family in the neighboring pack. Nor did he even consider the fact that he was trespassing. His sister was here, so why couldn't he be? He lazily trotted up towards her with bit of a lopsided grin. "What'cha been up to?" The young wolf inquired, figuring it wasn't too much to ask family, they were litter mates after all.