It was a habit that Indru would deny doing so frequently, visiting his old home where he had spent the past 3 years of his life. Where his parents would now permanently remain. It was not uncommon for him to smell faint, departed scents of lone wolves here, after all he guessed that they were attracted to the ruined lands to see what had happened, what damage had been caused. Though Indru came here for other reasons, perhaps not as healthy as genuine curiosity either, as he should be trying to let the past go and move on, but it was something much easier said than done.

He approached Hidden Tree without even thinking, even without the trees that marked his journey through the usual root he took as a pup, yearling and then an adult, he could navigate his way with ease. As he neared the den he noticed a scent that was not so old and departing, but instead was fresh. Perhaps what was weirder was the stirring of familiarity it gave him, yet it was undeniably a lone wolf and not one of his pack. Deciding that he would not be deterred from his old home by a stranger, and curious as to who this male was, he took steps forward, more quiet than before. It was just a moment before Indru reached his old pack den, when a black male would come into sight, that Indru remembered where he knew the scent from, so when he appeared his fur was already bristled and his body tense. You. The boy was bitter with the relations he had with Junai, whatever they were, but he had been reassured by his sister than Weldering had not done anything yet, so he kept his body only slightly more hostile than an average meeting, enough to display his displeasure about the wolf.

Making no repose to Weldering's mutter Indru continued to approach, curious as to why he was sniffing around his old pack den. He was aware that the wolf must know the full events that took place here, unlike most lone wolves, as he was sure Junai had told him, along with seemingly everything else about their lives. The silence hung in the air for a moment, and Indru took it as a moment to gaze around his home, feeling a lump every time he saw the tree he was raised under broken and charred on the floor.

Weldering's words came as a shock, breaking him out of his thoughts and he turned to look at him. Oh, well, thanks. Indru coninued to watch him for a moment, almost as if trying to find an ulterior motive before giving in a curt nod, receding to the possibility he was just being polite. Junai said your family... a fire also? He could remember brief things from that conversation, though its sour ending was what the boy remember most, remembering his younger sisters annoyance at their uncle and unwillingness to forgive him. I'm sorry for your loss too.

It was somewhat amicable, the silence that passed between the two males, not something Indru would of envisioned happening any time soon. He wondered whether it was the fact that he knew his previous issue with Indru was not correct, or whether that being in the presence of a now scared area to him made conflict the last thing on his mind, regardless it wasn't exactly a bad thing. He listened as Weldering spoke with genuine interest, curious as to how a fire was in a way correct as surely it just was or it wasn't in Indru's eyes. It didn't take long for him to explain, however, and Indru titled his head in surprise at the answer, again letting the silence linger as he thought it over.

A volcano? The boy had never seen one, they weren't exactly in the climate after all, and he had only heard about them, partly not believing in their existence himself. You must of been pretty far away, then? He inquired, only being able to imagine the distance required to see a volcano. Indru had noticed that the wolf had no elaborated, which then confirmed his ideas over how death could be caused by a volcano. Painful was certain, much like his mother and father must off faced. The Tainn wondered if Weldering suffered survivors guilt like he did, something which plagued him now and inevitably would for a long while, and though it was tempting to ask, he did not yet feel comfortable enough with this other yet.

A month was a long time to travel in a given direction for Indru, he had not strayed very far at all in comparison to that length of time. He considered it, being so far from here, but he could not imagine it, not imagine himself ever doing it. Very far, he remarked, watching the younger male with curiosity, he did not look to travel beaten considering the large distances he had covered. Far for a young wolf like yourself, too. He knew the wolf was not much younger than himself, but for him too Indru knew it would be a large journey to partake, and for Weldering, not long out of being a yearling, it would of been very difficult as yearlings are not the most skilled after all. Indru was certain if Junai travelled that far she would not survive without a pack at the moment.

It was almost as if he could read Indru's mind, as just when he had drifted to think of his yearling sibling so had this Weldering mentioned her name. His eyes narrowed, and he tensed slightly, trying not to immediately jump to conclusions like before. Why would you need to tell Junai this? He questioned, a harsher tone now coating his words, as after all if there was nothing going on if a lone wolf decided to move and travel elsewhere it was not a concern of hers.

The slight retaliation was not missed on Indru, but it was only a narrowing of the eyes, something he shrugged off, unimpressed with the boy's threat if that was what it meant to be. Weldering was alone, Indru had a pack after all, and a strong brother, it would be dangerous for any lone wolf to threaten a pack member. At his answer though Indru watched him suspiciously, a friend seemed a bit far fetched from what Junai had said too him, it seemed the friendship was stronger one way than the other, a fact that worried Indru further.

She is young, younger than you seemed to have been at her age, she is naive in ways. Perhaps this is where the problem lay, Weldering, seeming mature and hardened for his age, could maybe not distinguish the normal maturity growth patterns of a stable pack environment. I don't want you playing her, or swaying her and especially not courting her. He hissed the last words slightly, but less out of an uncontrolled anger but to empthasise them further. Indru knew this Weldering was not stupid, as much as he did stupid things sometimes, and he would be aware that courting the danger of a pack was not wise. At least this way Indru made where he stood clear, she was too young to be considered as a potential mate, especially by a lone wolf with no attachments.