It was time he thought. He had left the pack a few times and explored the borders around some of the lands. His aunt Tuari had done what she could to facilitate their loss. They still stayed in their parents old den, Mohegan ruled the roost basically now, but his mercurial temperament was difficult to deal with sometimes. Not that Rett blamed him… Rett was probably no easier to deal with and him and his older brother butt heads more often than not. Perhaps it was good Pax was deaf at those crucial moments where his brother could be blissfully ignorant and they would be barking and snarling at one another. Dominance, or disagreements, mostly regarding Barrett’s plans to leave Taviora and take Paxton with him. No one would be left but Mohegan and Barrett understood his sibling was grasping at the only immediate family he had left. Inyan, Kajika even Mouse had all left them as well. Inyan and Mouse they had no idea where they had gone and Kajika had chosen to make his home in Asteraia for whatever reason after their father had finally passed.

Perhaps the same reason Rett was ready to leave now. Snow had fallen onto the ground and at the invitation for children to learn a trade Barrett had started leaving the pack and exploring on his own. He gradually got further and further away from the pack, avoiding the places that Taviora didn’t want anything to do with. Namely Iromar. When exploring one land had caught his attention and that was Diveen. He had met up with a slightly older wolf who was patrolling the borders. The male, gave his name as Noctis, and talked a little about the pack and what it was like. It sounded like it was a bit… precarious… and perhaps it was that that peeked the warrior child’s interests. It wasn’t the peaceful, quiet forest, it was the farthest thing from with plateaus, red dirt and sand and even the trees looked and grew differently. Something about it called to him. He didn’t know exactly what not knowing much about his family outside of a few names here and there, but he wanted to go there. The ‘Land of the Angels and Assassins’ apparently.

While he had been doing this it seemed Pax had been training with the wolves here. He had picked up a teacher and been doing border patrols apparently, and Rett was happy he was filling his time. It did make him a little harder to track down though. They were almost two now, plenty grown to make a move somewhere else. Winter was here, and already Barrett was leaving later than he had planned. As the time went though he realized he wanted to make sure they were somewhere that would be good for them, or appropriate at least.

So as he moved across the forest towards the borders he was surprised at a very familiar higher pitched boyish tones. A smile pulled at the sides of his maw, and the dark pelted boy moved foward and through the brush. ”Nothing gets past your eyes, Pax.” He commented, making sure to face towards his sibling. He wondered if Paxton had changed his mind about leaving since training here. He hoped not, but if he did Rett didn’t think he could leave. He guessed he would find out soon enough, now that he decided where they could go he would see how his fiery pelted sibling felt.