Watch me Fall above like a vicious dove

they don't see me coming, who can blame them?

He hadn’t been expecting to ever see any family again. No one he really knew. Everyone was gone after all and he was alone. Ayal’s presence had long since vanished from his chest, Andras has long since been dead, his mother, father and Vain gone… Wraith might still be out there, but he had no idea where to even start looking for him. Then of course his ex-mate Renegade. He might still be alive too, probably furious or heartbroken Istas didn’t now which. He felt a little bad about that but, really he had gotten cold feet and he wondered if he would ever see the gruff male he had picked up under the guise of the black wolfess Never. It didn’t really matter… he just had to pick up the pieces again, start over like he tried to outside of Moladion after he decided he couldn’t handle the Queen of Iromar.

Fate though had a funny way though of improving his situation when he least expected it though. He wasn’t sure if his brother knew about his amorous advances upon the same-gender. It wasn’t normal he knew that. He could tell by how few other wolves he found that felt similar. There were the Glorall Kings way in the past, but beyond that and Renegade, Istas actually never met someone else who shared those particular tastes. Still it was with no worry when he turned to and saw his brother and with an excited yip pranced over to him looking more like a fluffy bouncing cloud than any sort of wolf.

He did not hesitate in embracing his brother. Letting his snowy white pelt intermingle with that of his sibling’s. ”Wraith! You’re alive! Not that I’m surprised you're alive, you always seem to avoid trouble.” The not so young male cheered happily. After all there was no mistaking their similarity in looks and their ghastly pupiless eyes that made them stand out so. Their father’s eyes, though Wraith at least had some hint of there mother left in his gaze, though slight.

”What are you doing now? Where do you live? Do you have a mate? An imprint? Oh my god KIDS. DO you have kids? Have you seen Vain?” While his brother might be lost for words Istas was FULL of them. He was a very social boy with his family and, well other males, after all. It was part of his job to be chatty and charismatic after all and even after all these years that hadn’t changed at the very least. It wasn’t that Istas expected to him to have those things though. Wraith was an odd one after all, though Istas never really thought him so, but he knew he might not have been quite social enough to pick himself up a mate or anything like that at least. Still he wanted answers, wanted to know how his brother was doing, so far it seemed like he was doing alright.