It felt more than right to be back in Asteraia again. That short break in Glorall was far too long for his liking. It was too much distance between him and his sweet Nissa. His daughter needed him and he hated being away from her so it was only right that his alpha come and get him to bring him back to his rightful place as her adviser. This was where he belonged. He'd been at Nissa's side practically since the moment he got back into his pack land, but he knew he had duties to uphold so reluctantly, he got up and stretched. He whispered sweet nothing's in his daughter's ear and then took to the borders, ready to re-mark where his own scent might have grown lax in his absence. Sure, it wouldn't mark the borders like those of the female alpha and her chosen second, but his would be the next in line should someone think to cross that invisible border.

When the call rang out, his ears pricked and he caleld back in reply, letting them know to stay put and someone was on their way. He was sure the alpha herself would want to be present as well but he could at least get a feel for the wolf before she got there, so she'd know for sure if they were worth her time or not. There was something strangely familiar about the voice but he'd shrugged it off. Maybe it was just someone he'd run into in the free lands at some point or something. As he got closer, he took in the red and white male and something clicked in his head. No....it couldn't be. Cuirass had come to terms with being the only Satanican left in Moladian. All his other siblings had scattered to the four winds, but he had moved on. But there was no mistaking that coat and the scent. He could smell the blood of Seline and Eric on his hide.

His ears pricked and his tail gave a light wag behind him. So...one had come back from the dead, eh? His brow lifted in amusement, blue eyes already twinkling with humor as he trotted toward the other, wondering if he'd be as easily recognized himself. He didn't spend a lot of time with his other siblings, not as much as he did his litter mate, Kronos, but he did know of them. He knew this to be a brother, though he couldn't recall his name. Stopping before him, he made a show of leisurely looking the other up and down before tilting his head. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Long time, no see, brother." His lips curled back into a smirk as he waited for the male's reply.