Staying within the borders of Erebo's kingdom that he ruled over was hard on her to do, but he had asked her to stay here with Zeta and Zane. They both knew it would only be temporary as Delia refused to be around the grayscale man when she had a choice. She was only staying here for her children. The twins wanted to search for their astray father and experience the world, the mother was proud that they had accomplished what they set out to do, however, she was still upset that they had left unannounced. Perhaps if they had come to her first, she would have gone with them to help them on their journey. It would have soothed her peace of mind and the devoted mother could have taught them a few skills along the way. Though, all she could be thankful for was the fact that they were indeed safe and unharmed.  

Knowing exactly where her two children stayed, the grayscale vixen took a short leave from Erebos' guarded kingdom and traveled along the rocky cliffs and slopes towards the great mountain north of her. She remembered traveling down the mountain and passing by a massive lake. Her destination would be there for today to spend some much needed time away from Silent Moon Plateau. Delia's soft pads weren't accustomed to the rough terrain of the Pass, neither was her coordination. With a quick misstep, the gray woman slipped while squeezing alongside a thin rock ledge. The fall wasn't far, but it was enough to knock the vixen unconscious. A loud thud echoing off the rocks nearby.

Flashes of brilliant lightning struck across the raven colored sky as thunder rumbled angrily within the swollen clouds far above. Delia lied peacefully within her den, warmly snuggled against the thick coats of her yearling offspring. The trio slept undisturbed through the violent storm until the ear splitting howl shouted over the roaring thunder. Silver eyes wide and alert, the attentive single mother took a tentative step outside of the family den into the drenching rain to find who could possibly be wandering about in a storm like this. Instructing the twins to stay within the den until she figured out what was out there, Delia crept along the forest floor. The splattering raindrops blinded her keen eyesight, drenching her down to the core in it's chilling grasp. All she could see was ghostly darkness around her, no sign of anything. Deciding to abandon her quest, the black cloaked vixen turned back towards the warm and comfort of her children. Though, when she returned, the twin yearlings were no where to be seen within the family den she had left them in.

Panic, despair, horror ran through her veins as her heart rate sky rocketed and threatened to beat straight through her rib-cage. Frantically running after any trail that she could find, yet there was none to follow, but her ivory legs ran anyway. The twins couldn't have traveled far from her. She had simply been away for a few moments. How could they be gone already? Seconds seemed to go by for hours as howls rang out from her muzzle, calling for her children to come back to her. Silver eyes caught something darting through the trees ahead of her, assuming it had to be one of the twins, she pushed her exhausted body further. Closer she came to whatever she saw, Delia could now make out the color of its coat which matched that of Zane's. Barking out to her son, the two of them ran closer to a cliff side that seemed similar, but Delia couldn't place where she saw it before. The frantic woman was almost to her child, barking at him to stop before he got any closer to edge. He seemed to hear her then against the thunder that violently shattered through the sky. Fiery gaze looked back her, but as he tried to stop the slippery rock face made his footing unsure and the Argyris boy came close to falling off the cliff side. The devoted mother slid in between him and the edge of the deadly cliff and pushed her son towards the forest, away from the cliff edge. However, she would fall victim to the empty abyss below as her body slipped off the rock surface and her body began free falling into the darkness.

As he body hit the ground in her dream, her silver eyes snapped open to see the yellow eyes of the black coated stranger standing above her. Instantly, a throbbing began pounding against her cranium, her eyes wincing at every punch. Groggily, Delia tried to sit up, "Wha--" she moaned and winced as another powerful rounds of poundings began thrashing in her head.

Dizziness made her disoriented as she tried to focus on the stranger's black paws in order to find her bearings once more. Delia had no recollection of how she fell, only that she had been traveling through the rocky ledges and now she's here with a splitting headache and an urge to vomit. Ears ringing, the vixen tried to rub them with her paws, but as she touched the side of her face, a wetness stuck to her paw. Bringing the paw back into her blurry vision, crimson blood coated her leg. Groaning quietly to herself, "Oh mon , bien sûr," she muttered to herself in her native tongue.

Her dark stranger informed her she had fallen and her head hit the solid ground. Delia knew she was lucky to have survived the fall and still have all her wits with her. Trying to do as he asked, the grayscale lady attempted to regain herself on all four legs. Slowly, she tried to stand though wobbling plenty of times, threatening to fall over once again. However, catching herself against her dark cloaked helper's side, she was able to stand completely. Silver eyes looking up to his yellow ones, "Sorry," she apologized for using him as a crutch. Clearing her throat, she looked away from him for a moment as embarrassment flooded her as well as thankfulness for him being there when he was. "Uhm, thank you fo- for helping me. I appreciate it." A meek smile was given then as her eyes met his again. "But, I'm sure I should probably be on my way and leave you be." Surely he had better things to do then help a damsel in distress.  

As she steadied herself against his dark cloaked side, a kind smile crossed his lips at her apology. Delia had always trusted her instincts no matter what situation and here she felt there was no maliciousness within him, though she still kept her guard up for safety. Erebos had seemed like a wonderful man when she had first met the brute, however she recently had been on a goose chase to find her children that had held hope that their father was more than he cracked up to be. Anyone could be put on a good act and destroy someone so easily once they get what they wanted. And it was just as easy for them to desert them like they never mattered at all.

The flash of a his toothy smile brought her out of the depths of her thoughts, causing a soft chuckle to escape her ebony lips. "Well, I sure do have a rather impressive bite. You might not want to test it out though," she joked back, a toothy grin reaching her maw for the first time in a while. Delia kept herself suppressed to having her shit always together, rarely letting herself go to enjoy life. She was always thinking about her children or whether her pack duties were fulfilled. There were times she would laugh with her children, telling them stories when the rain kept them inside the den. However, now they were getting too old to want to hear her stories. Zeta would tell her she had heard all the stories and would rather hear something about her father. While Zane would quietly comfort her when Zeta grew upset when Delia refused to talk about Erebos. This mother and daughter struggle had been going on for a couple of weeks before the twins took off during the night. Delia was worried most that her daughter was mad at her for not telling her anything about him. At this moment, the devoted mother wished she had. Perhaps they wouldn't have left her then. Perhaps they would be safe with her back home in Brittle Stone. Now they were within a unknown and possibly unsafe territory.

Black tinged ears cupped forward at the male's question, her head nodding as she responded,"Yes, I believe I should be able to." Careful not to bump into the man while he stood between her and what could have been a fall to her death, she maneuvered her way towards the ridge he had spoke about. Her silver eyes peered up at the quickly darkened clouds above them, giving hint to a storm not too far from them. Winds were starting to pick up, making it even more dangerous for the wobbly woman. "Do you know of someplace where we can take cover from this storm?"

The dark clouds loomed above them dangerously as her sterling eyes looked around them for some sort of shelter while the wind kicked up its angry pace even more. Listening to his explanation of where he came from and that he was quite new to the territory. Granted, Delia was within the Plateau pack, however the territory was still very much unknown to her. The mother would rather stick close to her children to make sure neither of them strayed far from her again. She would be damned if either of them took off again without speaking to her. Fool her once, but you'd be lucky to fool her twice.

The dark stranger directed a question towards her as they continued along to flatter, safer ground. "It's complicated," she answered simply, her eyes giving away her brooding mind. "I don't really belong there, really..." She trailed off quietly, her thoughts traveling back to her children. With this storm coming, perhaps she should get back to them and make sure they were safe. Delia was sure Erebos probably wasn't paying them much attention, only when Zeta came to him for it. 

"Look, over there," she said as she spotted a larger outcrop ahead of them, as large rain drops started to pour down upon them with the wind whipping the droplets into her sterling colored eyes. Quickening her pace, she was careful to not slip upon the wet rock surface, Delia took shelter under the outcrop she had spotted. Her silver eyes turning to catch his warm amber gaze to see if he made it under before getting too wet.