What was he even doing anymore?

It was hard to tell. Taika had danced off, with Masque and Soma in toe yet Los wanted to stay here. Why? He didn’t know. His father, his mothers’ parting desires, a lot more than just his desire to be with his wandering imprint and daughters sat on his shoulders. He didn’t know where Mana was anymore, Alcmene, he also wasn’t sure. One thing was for sure, he spent the last several years simply wandering around, looking threatening and not doing a lot of anything and he was done with that. At first he was content with it, but as time grew he wanted more and more purpose. His girls were adults, and they were with Taika. Together he was sure the little band of gypsies would do okay without him continuing to tail along. It hurt like hell to be separated from her, to tear his own being away after following for so long, but here he was, and now he had to find out what to do with himself.

He had thought about Joining Spirane, but his mother’s wish was for him to keep a look on her old stomping ground. Which was more important. His father was growing old, but he had his two younger children there, Diveen had none of Malina’s blood there anymore, the place she wanted him to watchover. Honestly, he never been there, could it be the place where he should go? Try to fit in? Glorall was his birth home and part of him also wanted to go back there, yet… He was curious. He could go check out this City of Angels then leave if it bored him too much. Though he would never say it out loud, Los was looking for something in his life, he was looking for someone to need him. Taika was a strong woman, she didn’t need anyone, Masque was like that too and while Soma did she had her mom and sister to lean on. That was that.

So here he was, lost, wandering. His garnet colored eyes going over the lands looking quite clearly bored, that was when he smelled it, the scent of the badland pack. It had changed a lot over the years, was it even owned by angels anymore, even if it wasn’t it made him all the more curious of what it was, what it had become. The large male trotted towards the scent with ease, the cool weather felt fantastic through his fur as he did so and eventually he spotted the dark auburn and white pelted fem standing and taking in the area. Likewise she seemed to be looking for something to do, just not in the same way Los was.

He stood a distance away, observing her with his bright garnet red eyes. His slate colored form completely relaxed not really expecting too much trouble. He wasn’t one to approach others first on a normal basis, but seeing as he was trying to gather information on Diveen perhaps he should make the first move? He didn’t though instead he continued to watch her, tail flicking passively wondering what she would do with him near, and waiting for some type of reaction.