Some had followed from Asteraia, some had gone towards Taviora, and some had remained in the plains. To each their own, he would not force them. Then there had been the meeting with Blackthorne. The dark male had left a bad taste in his mouth. Arturio normally didn't think the world would be better off without another creature, but if Blackthorne dropped dead, the pale wolf would not be upset about it. How it would affect their Lightning Queen, he wasn't certain. Imprint bonds were a unique thing. It was what drew him to Nari. Quite frankly, it was what made him prefer Diveen to Asteraia. This pack neighbored Glorall, and it also allowed him that nearness without encroaching. He knew Eden tolerated him for sake of his own imprint, therefore he knew it wise to keep a reasonable distance. Yet, there would be a time for him to return. The children were nearing their first birthday, so he would go there again.
It was not long before something else drew his attention. His ear perked up as he attempted to determine the scents on the shifting winds. Nothing was very discernible with the smoke, but he made his way towards the interloping pair. No, not interlopers or trespassers. An argument could be made for that, but it was the sickly male he recognized. He had not had a proper conversation with Mugen in Asteraia, but he remembered that much. The female was unfamiliar, but given the situation, it didn't matter.
But where was Mugen's boy? He didn't think Toraburu would quite be wandering off without his father. Anything was possible though. First order of business was get the man situated with one of the healers and ask about Tora later. Arturio approached, friendly yet concerned, noting Mugen's coughing as he approached.
Arturio was hoping to get an idea of what was going on with his former packmate and what had drawn them to the plateaus. The white wolf situated himself on the opposite side of Mugen, prepared to assist in getting him most likely to Meryl, or perhaps on of the other healers. Whoever they could get to first. His green eyes went from Mugen to Faol'an. There was a small bit of urgency there, though the fires were far enough from them to not be the primary concern.