Istas was never shy around his family (or any males lets be honest), but he didn’t really take into account that his brother didn’t really have anyone else out there that wouldn’t smother him in the same way in his absence. Still he was him, he knew his family wasn’t exactly touchy feely, but Istas had been the sweet butterfly of the crew despite having such a sinister kind of trade for himself. A very talented wolf in the spy and thief craft. Someone surely could make due with his skills, but no where yet seemed to… fit. Or at least he didn’t know where to start. Everything had changed to much and he tried to get into Iromar only to be run out by a gang of wolves when they had hostilely took over.

HIs tail waved, not taking his brother’s comment poorly as he said that he was happy to see him alive and well. His almost identical sibling pulled back looking him up and down and the cloudy male backed away himself, noticing his brother looking at him even did a few twists and turns to show he was in fine condition as always. ”Just as good as you remember, right?” He said giving a little wink and a jump and twirl his tail waving about in a most pleasant manner. It was perhaps odd that one raised around such dark wolves such as the demons was so flamboyant, but Istas handled wolves of all walks well. After all he needed to blend in with about everyone he could so he needed to be flexible. His androgynous looks, mostly thanks to his overly fluffy pelt, also helped him keep his identity in check.

Still Istas was more interested in seeing what all Wraith had been up too in his absence. It had been some time after all since he had left, and last Istas knew his brother had moved to Taviora but he didn't’ smell like anywhere anymore. So he let his small ears take in everything his brother had to say, soaking up the words and information and making what he could out of it. Nowhere and he ALMOST had a mate. Ignore the maybe part THAT was juicy. ”ALMOST had a mate. Wraith, brother, you have to be more forward with them, but I mean if you like the wolf you need to tell them what you want. Though I don’t recommend having a mate myself, sort of I don’t know it didn’t work out for me that great, things just sorta changed after we made it official I guess. Then again I wasn’t the one who asked to be mates. I wasn’t ready I don’t think, or maybe I didn’t find the one.” The wolf rambled more like a gossiping teen than the elder wolf he was.

”Hmm… Yeah I haven’t seen Vain in… god, years and years. I guess he’s really gone. You don’t live anywhere though? Did you have anywhere in mind? I lived in Iromar up until recently and I wasn’t sure where to go.” He was pretty happy all things considered though, perhaps even if he didn’t really have anyone else he would at least have Wraith, and that alone gave him hope to be here in Moladion again.