Weeks and still there was no sign of Inali. At this point, his despair was transformed into rage and as he prowled the lands of Relic Lore, he snapped and snarled at anyone or anything that got in his way. While a part of him relished at the power it made him feel, another part of him - the part that always yearned for family - wanted the social interaction. He was foolish to think he could have come back into the Lore and completed some outlandish mission that Nina was no longer alive to even celebrate. Victory seemed pointless and at some point during his wonderings, Yuka wanted to return to the assassins that had offered him a sense of security and family. For that point in his life, he felt like he truly belonged. If wondered if he would ever find that within the lore again. While he was at peace with himself and who he was, he longer for community and happiness with others. There was only so long one wolf could be in isolation.

Paw steps approached and an ear flicked back attentively. His ears outside the Lore had not been put to waste and he was forever grateful that no matter how preoccupied he was; attentiveness was never something that could be forgotten. A part of him wanted to be along, to damn the world along with everyone else in it. After all, he had found the one wolf that meant more to him than anyone, only for her to disappear. Again. The other part of him yearned for the social contact. The muscle in his jaw tightened. Indecision was not something he faced often.

As it turned out, the other party quickly decided for him what fate would have in store for that day. With a quick shout of his name, he was suddenly bombarded with all the kind of attention her certainly did not want, but certainly could not refuse, especially when he finally settled eyes on the one who was giving out said affections. Amber teal-flecked eyes took in his younger half-sibling, surprised that they had run into one another – that she was still here. He was in shock, more than anything that it was her who greeted him. He swallowed, "Nin…you’re still here?" Bright orbs roamed her face, before he continued, "How have you been?"

His throat felt dry, uncomfortably so. He could just hardly believe that she was here. Her response to his question unsettled him and despite himself, the Thorben's eyebrows furrowed in concern. Even though he preferred to steer clear of other wolf's business, this was his sister and he did care about her. The russet-hued man had always had a soft spot for Nineva in particular. As a girl, she had never been afraid of grasping the reins of her life and taking charge. It had been an admirable trait, one that Yuka had only discovered in himself in the past year away from his birthplace. He certainly intended on interrogating her, on finding out exactly what was wrong...but that would certainly not be the right approach in this instance. His little sister was not one of his victims and if he knew her at all he would know that she would not easily be scared into submission.

While trying to formulate the best way to ask such a burning question, the Hervok asked a question of her own. He had thought about this, thought about leaving now that Inali was gone, that everyone was gone, but Nineva was still here. And something was wrong. That changed things. The large man's dark lips parted in response, "I don't know yet. It depends on a number of things." The main one being you. Yuka eyes her wearily, his voice steady when he spoke, "What's happened?" A steely look of determination blazed in his eyes. One way or another, he would find out what was bothering his sister.

Yuka had always thought that Nineva was the most intelligent of all his siblings. If any of them would have caught on that he could have gone on a murdering rampage, it would have been her. Yet, while intelligence was a wonderful gift, it could also make an individual miserable. It could make an existence the most miserable of all and that was how his little sister looked right then. When she spoke, Yuka made sure to keep his attention on her, nodding his head where acceptable. He was surprised, however, to hear that the Woodlands had split. He had been over there, not too long ago, to deliver the not so great news that Broken Timber Pines had disbanded. It was much to the dismay to their Queen that he returned. It seemed that she had harbored a sort of friendliness towards them. At her last words, Yuka's lips twitched up into a half smile, though it looked more like a snarl due to the scars on his face. His words were serious, but meant in a joking manner, "I suppose we should be thankful for the quiet. It means there's no war...I mean unless you're into that sort of thing. I would join you and be completely on your side throughout the whole ordeal if you wanted to start a revolution, Nin." One of his eyebrows cocked upwards, the playful gleam in his eyes fading. A frown pulled on his lips, "In all seriousness, I'm sorry that happened. We all make mistakes but all we can do is learn from them and try to push forward. Our past doesn't define us, it's what we do now. That is what's important." The man's eyebrows creased together. Where the hell had this life advice come from? He sure couldn't see himself giving this talk to anyone else.

Teal-flecked amber eyes blinked curiously at his sister, wondering if his words truly had taken any affect to her wounded heart. Their family had always been damaged but in the process they had left behind so much collaterol. Sometimes, they just needed to think and do for themselves and it seemed like that was what Nineva was finally doing for herself. A hint of a smile played on the dark man's lips as he looked at the woman who looked so much like their mother but held so much of their father's spirit in her heart. There was no doubt behind how she had lasted so long, even without a pack to help support her. He had an idea of what she meant, but just so he was clear with her, he spoke what remained unsaid between them, "You want your own pack." It was a statement but within it he was asking for his own source of clarification.