Greer Archer. So this was him, huh? The quiet one. Nellie could almost sense the change in her sister's mood as the pacing ceased, and she came to stand beside her. The word uncle fell delightfully from the darker girl's tongue, and Nellie had to suppress the eye-roll, lest their uncle think it was meant for him. If Tilly was setting herself up to be the sweet one, then better let her get on with it. "Good ter finally meet yer, Uncle." The broad wave of her tail mirrored the sentiment. "Ya on yer way down th' mountain, or did yer jus' come ter run us off?" Her voice was gruff, but her tone remained light, and friendly.

Nellie offered their newfound uncle a warm smile. "Yeah, they're 'round 'ere somewhere." An eye-roll was added for effect, though she wouldn't have exactly called it over-dramatic. "Can't keep 'em together fer nuthin' And boy would keeping the four of them all in one group make things easier on her. "If yer 'appen ter see any of 'em, could yer bite their ankles an' tell 'em ter 'urry along?" Last she had seen any of them was down the mountain. Jayse would be back around eventually, and Sterling was probably running to catch their mother first. That just left Bojay... He was the wildcard, really.