Arturio was getting settled well enough into Diveen. He had made a potentially foolish decision in his attempt to get Aspis out of Iromar. He was still thinking about the other encounter. There was something to that girl he couldn't put his paw on, but he would figure it out. For the time being, he had yet to return to the rising plateaus. He was taking a little bit of time to clear his head. The large male moved through the trees. He was even considering to venture to Taviora, but he wanted to talk with Dirk about that before he went himself.

So, the alabaster wolf merely prowled the forest. His singular ear would twitch at the stray sounds of movement. The opening that was his right ear still heard well enough now that he was healed up, but it was still somewhat strange to feel the muscles around where the base of his ear was and feel nothing else. Thankfully, it hadn't rendered him deaf. It could have been a far worse outcome, yet here he was still moving forward. It was surprising how much he wasn't worried over leading a pack. He was perfectly happy to assist at Azariah's side. That seemed a more suitable place instead of at the forefront. It left him open to move a little more freely without having to be a constant presence.

Arturio paused for a moment. Something had drawn his attention. His emerald gaze drifted about, searching for the source. The forest could have been playing tricks on his eyes, but he found that unlikely. Someone else was around that wasn't something he might have for a meal. The white brute pressed forward, moving at a slower pace now while still scanning the area as he padded along. Maybe he'd find the other one prowling the woods.