He was lingering nearby because of his imprint. It was a drive that he could not deny. He spent a lot of his life alone. His childhood was perhaps a bit a-typical with Stella’s mental state at the time, and it certainly affected him long time in ways he could not even fathom. Yet from a young age he was separated from his brother from the same blood bath. Perhaps things would have been so different for the beast of a male if he grew beside him.

But that was not the case. Segin roamed the land alone. He hunted and killed by himself. A lone wolf who figured out survival. Yet he was drawn to women and he did not really realize why. It was never explained to him. It was simple instinct. Isolde was a woman he simply did not understand but was drawn by the imprint bond if he liked it or not. Grimore was a woman who did not chain him by the bond and he draw to her was because of her personality and feminine look.

Kattari held the bond but she also had something else special about her. The bond demanded that he remain in the general area, but he was not sure if he wanted to exactly live in a pack yet. He was not used to it. He simply had to listen to the demand to be closer to Kattari. He never thought that this would lead to what is about to happen now.

He heard the low voice and felt his white and golden brindled fur stand on edge. He lifted his head from his lying position and sat for a moment in sheer confusion. He KNEW the voice but was not sure why. It felt like a distant part of his brain was being tickled. He shakes his head and follows his instinct to go find out for sure.

The massive male treads closer to the border and his blue eyes sees the two forms in the distance. His eyes widen a bit as he sees the white and gold so similar to his won pelt. He knew now that it was what tickled his brain. It was his brother from the same blood bath. He marches forward now, his expression somewhat surprised but generally there is not much expression on his boxy visage.

As he comes closer he looks to the woman he is with and then back to his brother. She was certainly confident, and Segin knew better than to mess with pack wolves by himself. Yet the energy of his brother was somewhat different. It was something he could certainly feed off of. He comes beside him, feeling his energy. An energy that seemed to fill a void.

”What brings you here?” he asks with his naturally low vocals, his eyes directed at his brother and only side looking at the woman. He knows that things can easily escalate with pack wolves and loners. Segin was not looking to escalate anything, but he certainly did not know how to stop it if it started. If anything, he would only feed off the energy around him and not be able to control himself. It is all up to the intent of his brother. ”Not anything...questionable?”