The girl's heavy eyes opened to darkness and to a world that was cold and quiet. Air blew past the oblong-shaped mouth of the burrow where she tried to sleep, and maybe it was that sound that had woken her up. With a groan she shifted about; for a short time she curled her body around itself, tucking her nose into the crease of her leg. For a time she stretched her long, willowy legs, leaning against the dirt of the innermost wall of the den. Then she flopped about, flipping around in many attempts to find a comfortable position before eventually resigning with a long-winded sigh.

She was never going to be able to sleep again, was she?

Just like she had so many nights before, Quil rose to her feet and shook the languid feeling of exhaustion from her body. There wasn't much sense in laying around until the sun came up and she always had so much that she felt like she needed to do. The winter had foiled the majority of her plans and goals, and with the whole of the Lore covered in snow she'd had very little luck finding much of anything to bring back to Rook. The night that she'd promised the boy that she would help him to get his father better still burned brightly in her mind and her heart, but she wasn't making much progress. More and more she felt her will being pulled to the east, as though there was something over the mountain that was calling for her ─ something that held more promise than her never-ending trolling of the territories immediately surrounding the Ridge. Perhaps it was because she'd had no luck, but she couldn't help but to feel as though the herbs that Borden needed were just on the other side of the snow-capped peaks of the Pass...The problem was that there was no way of knowing if her intuitions held any truth, and there was no way of getting there to find out, either.

With that thought always in the back of her mind, the girl stepped out from the safety of her hole in the ground and into the early morning frost. The ice in the air clung to her whiskers and settled with a chill on the tip of her nose, and she couldn't see but for a number of lengths in front of her. Quil would press on along familiar paths to the borders where she would make her round for the better part of a number of hours or until the sun came up. And after, perhaps she would seek @Cinder out. Or run into @Skoll. Or stumble across @Elettra, whom she'd grown quite fond of. One way or another, the Attaya would fill her day with things to keep herself busy, and perhaps somewhere in between she would figure out how in the hell she was going to make good on her promises and find her way back to @Rook.

Titan's father Sloane Thorben had not been around for the youth since he was a tiny pup, Ash Hervok had only been around for a short time, and Titan did not know Angier well enough to feel comfortable asking the man about his issues. In truth, Titan thought that if he did ask the elder Lyall anything, that the man would evade answers or try to point him to another pack mate who would supposedly be able to help.

This discomfort with Willow Ridge because of breeding season was causing Titan to figure out his next move. He wanted to ask his personal questions to those he was more familiar and comfortable with, but those wolves were back in his mothers pack. His mother in particular was a wolf he wanted to speak to. Though the chance to check up on Danica also pulled Titan towards the Ridge's western borders. Rarely during this frustrating time did Titan think about his friend Rook and the plans he had of joining the young gray wolf. Those thoughts were being pushed to the back of his mind by the urges that Titan couldn't place. The feelings that continually had him thinking about the girls shapely rears, their scents, and the feeling that he shouldn't be looking their way.

Tonight though, he just wanted to to notify @Angier or @Elettra that he would be leaving in the next few days. Titan knew that they would appreciate him telling them. Even if he was just heading back to Whisper Caverns.

The dark wolf snooped around the den enjoying the perfumes of women while trying to locate the leaders scents in particular. He hoped one of them was around to speak with. Otherwise Titan would have to seek call for them instead of just meeting up here. "Anybody here? Lady Elettra? Angier sir?"

Gods she smelt good... Like all the other danm females in this place. Titan still had no clue why all of the sudden that smell was making him so.... uncomfortable. Shifting uneasily and clearing his throat, the dark Thorben nodded his head once at her words. He was too embarrassed by himself to even ask why she smelled the way she did, or even why all the females were being strange like this. Instead the tall male tried to keep his head on straight and only think about what he had called her there for, but then she spoke.

Instant curiosity dragged at him. Borden and Elettra didn't get along? Why? was the question he asked himself. Titan wondered at what kind of relationship the pair of monarchs had with each other. Obviously as she spoke their history was not a good one, and knowing this made Titan evaluate what he was going to say next.

"It was no problem really... I have no other real job to do during winter as you know... No herbs to find and such."  He shrugged his wide shoulders before noticing his nose twitching at her alluring scent. Again Titan cleared his throat and looked away to the trees trying to hide his interest in her. What the hell would Skoll think of me... Titan could just imagine the dark Archer looking at him as if he'd sprouted three heads.

"Actually I uh.. Called you to say that I plan on heading back home if just for a little while. I want to check on Danica you see. She got injured, somehow got a chunk of pointed wood stuck in her leg, before I had left and I had treated her. I want to make sure my handy work is okay and that Kassander has been taking good care of her while I was gone."  Titan had decided to avoid the entire topic of also wanting to help Borden until he got a little more info from ELettra about their sour history together. He didn't want to risk her getting angry at him.

"I suppose mom will also want to make sure I'm feeding myself well enough and that I kept out of trouble while I was here. She likes to hover like that if I recall correctly, and who knows... Maybe I'll strike out and search the land for interesting herbs after ward."  He gave Elettra another short glance while smile ruefully. Yeah he was annoyed by his mothers actions and protectiveness, but ever since Malia's death he could understand it. Still, that didn't mean he wouldn't show his annoyance of her actions in front of others, especially when it was clear that he still loved her anyway.

"I'll never forget what you've taught me... Nor the debt that I now owe you and your pack."  Titan scuffled his paws against the ground wishing that the womans scent wasn't messing with his head so much. He couldn't stop thinking about her curves...

A melancholy feeling swept through Titan now as the feelings El's compliment left were eroded by sadness. He almost didn't want to leave, but now Titan had no choice in the matter. For he feared Skoll now more than any wolf in this pack.

Largely distracted from the languid she wolfs scent now, Titan was able to smile and nod to @Elettra when she asked for him to say hi to Narime. It was then that another question arose, one that his mother never seemed to answer fully when he commented about it back in Whisper Caverns.

"Yes, I'll be sure to give her your greetings, but if I may ask... Why are you two so close? I've never understood why she is so devoutly loyal to you."  Titan glanced to the shadows hoping Skoll or Morganna wouldn't come by the den until he left.