Lucero did not have to wait long. Her scent found him before she herself did, and so while he did have a time to prepare himself, no amount of time could truly ready him for the sight of her as she came running toward him. She was even more beautiful than his memory had served him. Her excitement matched and mirrored his very own, and as their tri coloured frames melded and collided as one, he relaxed himself entirely so that they would roll and become further entangled in a joyful bundle of legs and fur.

She spoke his name, full of such love that there was no room for a doubt in his mind or in his heart, and her gentle tongue washed over him and it felt like years melted away from his very soul. The Fates had been wrong when he had been bound to Greer; it had always been Zeltzin that he was meant for, and who was meant for him. The Fates could keep their soul bond, even though that very soul bond was the reason for his own existence. There was nothing in the world that could compare to his Zelly. Even when she finally drew away to properly look at him, and he spied the worry and concern there; there was nothing that could dampen his spirits.

Even the mention of Midna, as well as Scarlet, did little to quell his excitement. But before he could properly answer her questions it was his turn to embrace her. With a murmured Zeltzin that came forth tinged with a small bit of pain, he reached for her to bury his mostly red and dark brown muzzle into the plush fur of her neck. Deeply inhaling her unique scent that was her very own, sweet and akin to the pine forest she had always called home, he readied himself for the reply to her questions, just barely pulling enough away so that his good teal eye could focus on her warm red brown ones. He found such love there that his words almost caught in his throat but he continued onward.

"Midna is only a couple days behind me- we've been together all this time and you will be proud of who she has become." He paused, then, his ears drooping slightly at the aspect of what might have happened to Scarlet through all these years. "As for Scarlet, I have not seen her since last I was in Taviora. Since last I saw you, and Zelda..." His tones trailed off as his visage softened considerably, for the thought of his daughters brought such strong emotions of love and care to the surface. He had been so glad for Midna being with him that it had kept a lot of emotion at bay when it came down to the rest of his family. But now, here, with Zeltzin finally and at last, it was as if a tidal wave was crashing down all around them and threatening to suffocate.

But they were older now, and much more learned and practiced than they had been once upon a time. There were new lines within the features of Zelly's face, and Lucero knew that he himself would sport several of them as well. He wondered how much she saw him in the same light, and just how much had changed, he had been gone so long, and learned so much, but what had she been through? Had she halted her life and simply waited for him all this time, or had she done her best to go forward as well? The love they shared had obviously never died, but along with the passage of time brought many things forward. And his curiosity could hardly contain itself, much like her own had not.

"And how have you faired, my Zeltzin? You and Zelda are well and happy?" There was without a doubt a high sense of hope in his voice, and expectant teal eyes watched her with such adoration and love that rivaled that of even Iblis and Rhae.