Elohim heard a bark, and his head swiveled immediately to find its source. He reluctantly paused mid-stride, driven to watch the stranger closely as he picked his way across the landscape. Elohim supposed it was a sense of responsbility, to feel as if he needed to ensure that Triton made it over safely despite knowing that there would be little he could do in a real crisis. In any case, it gave him a moment to recalibrate his thoughts. Triton had always been good to Glorall. Even if Elohim had never been able to foster a sense of closeness with he or his family, he knew enough about Triton to feel relieved to see him. Elohim found himself breathing a sigh of relief.

Once Triton was closer, Elohim cautiously moved to meet him half-way. He missed being able to race through Glorall, a feeling that gripped his heart like teeth as he moved carefully around the cracked, waterlogged limbs of the fallen trees.

Triton dipped his head, and Elohim did the same. After all, they were equals in Elohim's eyes: they were both half-homeless wolves. As much as seeing Glorall broken felt like misery for Elohim, a part of him had to admit it felt somewhat relieving too.

"Triton," Elohim said with a small nod. "It's good to see another Glorall wolf here." He mulled Triton's question over. With a hm of thought, he looked to the side, back to the path he had been considering proceeding with just moments ago. Then, back to Triton with a sheepish grin. "I've been trying to find everybody's dens. With the tide out, I thought it best to take the opportunity." He motioned towards the coast, but his eyes were on Triton's face, ever watchful and ever careful. Admittedly, Triton and his father, Thor, hardly seemed like the type to ever align with somebody like Underidge or Blackthorne. As far as Elohim knew, even Eden had always considered them above scheming.

"I wanted everybody to be able to find them again." He quickly offered an explanation with a half-toothy grin and a shrug, though really he mostly wanted to avoid getting tangled up in his own thoughts. He had to make a quick decision, and for him, i was easy enough to decide to trust Triton. Of course, it meant expanding his goal a little, and it might even necessitate coming back several times to find them all...Now, he couldn't just find only Erebos' and Ehiyeh's den. He'd have to find them all. Who wouldn't inwardly curse themselves for making that kind of promise?

"I don't suppose you would be interested in helping, Triton? I'd hate to be a burden on your time, especially if you've already something on your agenda." His brow raised curiously, and he glanced behind Triton, down the path he had come down (though, admittedly, nothing that could be considered a real path seemed to exist anymore). Had Triton been on his own missin, as he called it? In a way, perhaps Elohim had intended to ask if he had needed help with anything, but asking those kinds of questions...Well, they'd never come easily for him.