Things seemed to finally be at peace over moladion again. Or at least, things definitely had improved. Sure Asteraia had gone down and to a new leader, but it was willingly given up by Halcyon and Aster rather than taken down. They were probably living back at their original home, the home Aithne had when he was just a small child when things were far more quiet even than now. Ever since Aithne had died when he was a young child things had been rocky. First Aracnk, then a short spell of peace with Pine before all this insanity with Arace. Teza wasn’t sure how he felt about that woman either. He had been there when she attacked Tithe, knocked her off the wolf he respected, and Zelda sought to give her another chance. He didn’t know how he felt about it, but Zelda knew a lot more about Arace and her situation then Teza ever had and things seemed to be working out. So he was over all happy it wasn’t coming down to bloodshed.

He was doing his own rounds. He wanted to be the next Power since the spot was now vacant with Tithe running around as champion. The elder wolf deserved it though Teza too thought he might want to take up one of the two remaining vacancies, through another part of him wondered just how long he thought Zelda would feel the need to keep them seeing as her goals were met, the true mastermind now being sought out by Iromar and Diveen working together. In his mind he figured it was over. Things would return to normal and that was why he was simply doing rounds checking for scents of wolves crossing the border without telling anyone from anywhere. A scent he hadn’t really expected to cross was his cousin, Shem. Teza lifted his head slightly from the scent trail. The scars over his side from the golden bear that had hurt him showing slightly as a light breeze passed through further carrying the younger wolf’s scent.

A frown crossed his maw, not because he was upset at Shem, not in the slightest, perhaps little regret for not being closer to those cousins as he had been with Cenmatl, and perhaps even a little more so when he knew all of Shem’s littermates were gone. He was probably lonely, Teza knew while his brother was a pain, he would miss him dearly should he go. He was his best friend, and he was certain Asriel and him were close. Why wouldn’t they be? He could have been very much wrong about everything, but he had no reason to believe it currently.

Moving along the trail he kept his eyes open for the grey boy, and soon spotted him just a little further down the worn border trails. ”Shem, hey!” The brown and golden brute called, his deep tenor voice ringing out slghtly. He was near the spitting image of their grandfather in his youth now, and his voice was similar though perhaps a little lighter. His thicker form was a bit slower moving as he trotted a little closer to the boy smiling warmly all the while and giving a few waves of his tail. ”You find anything of interest?” He asked, seeing as he was out here on a patrol and all he figured it would be good to see if he had run into something too.