*So Leave a reservation for two*

He could have guessed on his own that she would be wandering here for plants for healing, but Mithos honestly didn’t know the first thing about healing despite the fact his Eldest brother was one of the best in Moladion. MIthos though, never took the time to learn because he was always looking and listening to the stars. He never really had been attacked or injured, even on his long journeys to his teacher Yojimbo’s homeland. After all he was a star speaker, one who communed with the stars. In his youth he had many issues with his ability. Always the voices in his head being loud and squabbling, but over the many years of training his mind, and training with his teacher and the wolves in his homeland, Mithos had gained some mastery in quieting those voices. Having the star-shard helped him in his youth too. A gift from the stars themselves, a piece of the cataclysmic meteor that had struck the land. A fallen brother of those he spoke of.

Still they would whisper, but the moment he hit cover their voices dimmed and even at some points silenced. He was good at blocking them out now, so it bothered him little, but he still couldn’t stop the sense of unease he got without their constant prattle and presence within his mind. Still he much rather see Anatola, so any discomfort to himself was second thought as he went through the forest following the little red tendril that was fate to her. HIs ears twitched slightly when he thought he heard her voice through the trees. His tail waving slightly as he followed the feeling going some distance before seeing her white form clearly through the trees.

It was a strange place for him that was for sure, her scent soon wafting towards him. It was comforting scent to him, even if it was strange it was proof she was here and alright. She was happy, as always, a warm smile touching her maw that made him feel just as warm on the inside. She was a genuine wolfess, with a good soul, he knew because they were bound, but it was also more than that. He knew she was a brave wolfess despite her missing limb she always seemed to get along just fine through it all.

He nodded at her words, his own tail waving out behind him though a devilishly handsome grin he only could have gotten from his father touching his features upon her comment that was so aptly related to the man. ”Not quite, though I suppose it could be if it wasn’t welcomed.” He said though he wasn’t one to beat around the bush either in stating why he was here. ”Stalking aside, I have been worried, things have become most troublesome… even the land of angels are feeling it and the stars keep telling me things most ill will be happening. I worry you being alone out here in these times, so I thought I would put my worries at ease by seeing you.”

It was actually a pretty sweet sentiment, and some over protective part of him did want her to come right to diveen with him to at least put some pack borders between her and them at night. He didn’t know exactly what was going on, the stars were the most vague at times and it was hard to get answers out of them. Still he never wanted to force her to do anything, and while his father might have been pushy, eventually Azrael became tame… complacent perhaps and his mother a strong woman able to handle his attitude as Mithos would call it. Anatola likewise he thought would have been able too, just a shame she would never get to meet his parents.