Her chat with Blackthorne had been enlightening, for lack of any other better term. Her dear brother was back, and that meant a great deal of implications to a much larger number of wolves than anyone might actually realize. Matianak wondered how quiet he would remain. It would certainly make for an interesting turn of event. Which also meant there were quite a few things she needed to do as well.

Most specifically, solidify whatever position she might hold within Glorall. For all her spinning of chaotic words, the placed she always intended to return to was the sea. It was, of all the places in the world, the only one that called to her. Her time in Iromar, and her jaunt to Asteraia, had told her as much. The grey woman could most certainly make her place anywhere, but it would never feel home. The trek from the fields was easy, though she had lingered there for several days... Maybe it was weeks, as something else had drawn her attention. The scent of her second daughter at the borders of Asteraia. That was something she had not expected. Was Lamia trying to draw her ire, or was she stepping up in a place where Randga had slipped into the shadows? It was an uncertainty the wolfess had not expected.

Then came the genuine confusion as she reached the threshold of her home. Something was... wrong. No, different. This was quite different. A familiar scent, though she had never met him properly, had begun to override the familiarity of Eden. Matianak did not like being confused, not in the slightest. True, this was the way of things, but that did not change the wonder of why. She composed herself to her typical expression, rather placid. Very little change it, and even when she did, there was always something behind that smile of hers. She continued towards her chosen den for now, and genuinely curious as to who she might cross along the way. A familiar face, or perhaps the one who now laid claim to Glorall. Ah, that made for a new question... Could she dig her claws into a younger, slightly less experience wolf as compared to their Fortitude? Now that thought made for an interesting challenge.