After slipping away from the crowd of wolves that had gathered at the border to meet Morganna, Lorcan made his way along the boundaries of the territory towards south-western borders, which fringed alongside Hush Meadow and Fireweed Rise. The male had planned to intercept @Morganna before she and her following settled down for the night, however as he noticed the familiar dark shape of the female rounding the furthest willow tree, Lorcan noticed a smaller shape shadowing her.

Shifting as quietly as he could, Lorcan immediately concealed himself beneath the natural veil of a willow tree and crouched down into the deep snow. There he watched in complete silence as @Adeltra began to catch up to her and Morganna suddenly slipped. The male’s ears pricked up in concern and, although he would never dare admit it, a muffled laugh did bubble up in his chest for a moment as he watched her struggle back to onto her paws.

Hunkering back down into the snow, Lorcan waited patiently for Adeltra to finish her conversation with Morganna and make her way back into the territory before he quietly approached the woman himself. Stalking parallel to her in the shadows, which was easier now the sun beginning to set, the agouti male finally revealed himself as they skirted along the outside of the western most border of Willow Ridge.

Brushing through the snow covered underbrush, he stepped out in a few metres in front of her and greeted her with a friendly wave of his tail. “I’ll pretend I didn’t see that fall..” He jested quietly with a playful grin, before his brows dipped into a soft frown. “No, but seriously, are you alright?” There was genuine concern in Lorcan’s voice as he took a few steps closer towards her, his golden eyes quickly checking her body over.

The small teasing smile he had held moments earlier returned to the corners of his charcoal lips as @Morganna responded with bark. A single brow rose curiously once she started talking. “Physically I’m fine…” Her initial words hinted at her inner psychological turmoil and caused his eyebrows to furrow slightly as she continued. Lorcan’s head tilted to one side as she mentioned she might need to borrow him once she’d relocated her pack.

“What is it you need?” The agouti male asked quietly as she approached him closer. If it was no obvious before, it would be now. Lorcan cared about her. Morganna was not just his old leader, he considered the female his friend and personal ally. Responding to her gentle shove, the male stepped over to stroll casually alongside the dark wolf as they spoke. Russet ears folded back as she listed off her ailing subordinates. It must have been a struggle moving such a large group of wolves with so many of them in less than optimal health.

“Sounds like you could use a supply of yarrow and ginger..” He mused out loud as he considered their ailments. “I’ll sniff around for some, and if I can’t find any I’ll see if Ravenna wouldn’t mind sparing you some from her stores.” Lorcan offered with a sympathetic smile. He didn’t imagine it being a problem. Morganna and Ravenna were family after all.

As he glanced across to her, his expression saddened and became more serious again. He studied her expression and peach stare for a moment before he finally plucked up the courage to ask. “And what about you…” He began, returning the soft bump to her shoulder. “You say physically you’re fine, so what’s on your mind?” Lorcan offered the dark woman an anxious smile.

The male's pale brows furrowed a little when Morganna gracefully turned down his offer of medicinal supplies from Willow Ridge's caches, stating that he shouldn't be so generous with his plants during winter in case his pack should need them. "I suppose you're right," He began thoughtfully, before tilting his head and flashing the dark female a determined smile. "but you know I'll always lend you a paw if you need it. So if they don't start getting better, come find me. I'm sure I could sort something out." Lorcan remembered back to how hard things has been back at the monadnock, when Anaia had been draining them of medicinal supplies and then Odin turned up with a more serious injury. They had pulled through using what little they had left and things had all turned out fine in the end. Lorcan would just have give sparingly and prioritise his patients better if something similar ever happened again.

When Morganna assured him that she was going to be fine, Lorcan glanced across to her sceptically as she chuckled to herself. Morganna was a strong woman, tougher than most. Whilst he did not doubt that she would pull through, he still worried for her. "Once you're all settled at the lagoon, I'm sure things will get a bit easier." The healer tried to assure her, giving another soft bump to her shoulder.

When Piety was mentioned, Lorcan rose a brow curiously. That would explain why Piety was not with her. "Odin mentioned that Cheedo was with her. I'm surprised she even chose to stick around. I thought she would have left when Mittani was chased out." Lorcan didn't trust the pair of them, but it seemed as though Piety felt trusting enough of the small agouti woman if she planned to settle down with her. He gave a soft shrug of his shoulders, trying to ignore the small ache of disappointment in his chest. It seemed like he had managed to miss Piety and now she was off starting a new life somewhere. He doubted he'd ever see her again now, but maybe that was for the best.

Russet ears perked up at mention of his brother. "I had no idea he was here. Apparently he left home at the same time my other brother, Laike, did—though, Laike never mentioned him..." He grew quiet for a moment, a puzzled look tugging at his features before he continued. "I'd always assumed that Tikhon had decided to stay with our parents. How long has he been with you?" Lorcan asked with a raised brow.