After lifting his leg for the last time and marking the border, Yuka headed back for the heart of the territory, content on checking in with his sister and Ellery, as was his usual routine. Nothing was usually needed of him, his niece being accompanied by another adult and his presence not being needed. As the Thorben approached the communal den, however, Ellery's scent carried strong towards him, while others were faint. The creamy russet-hued man's pace increased - not out of concern, but because he was excited at the possibility of getting to spend some time with the child. Children were something Yuka had never thought about, something he never really wanted. But a niece he could dot on - he could definitely deal with that. Amber teal-flecked eyes landed on the growing girl lying down, almost patiently, outside the den. Yuka's head cocked to the side, an amused grin tugging at the corner of the non-damaged side of his lips - offering a lop-sided look. The Left Hand almost felt bad for her, there was nothing to do. Tail wagging behind, he spoke lowly, "Good evening, Ellery. Are you up for a walk?" It didn't really cross his mind that she would say no. After all, who would want to lay outside the pack den all day.