He traveled in silence, the group of nomads that they were felt strange to him but he did not question Naira's selection. Many were strong, Tenzin and Valiant made him look small in comparison, not short, just thin and he did not feel the great leader as of yet, but with what he had put his family through he had no right to complain. At least he felt more himself of late. They hadn't talked much about anything, other then bringing their children home and for now that was more then enough for him to think about.


The terrain was tricky, he felt out of practice across the mountain but he had been away for some time. When he lived at the lake, he felt he could climb the entire rocky rise in a day but having gotten used to the flatter lands of the forest, his legs weren't quiet, they throbbed beneath him and his paws ached, but he made no show of it. He kept his head high, unable to fight the dominance he felt within his blood and he kept close to Naira, perhaps not as close as his son whom he had yet to talk to (what the hell could he say to his son that he tried to eat?) but enough that she was never more then a leap away. Whether she wanted him there or not, he was her shield and he would always be there. They had a lot to talk about, but there was too much to do if they were to claim their children. His heartache would have to wait.


The last ridge was tricky, but the sight they were met with was worth the effort. Before him the terrain seemed to have split, creating a mini valley it seemed. Water, trees, caves the works. He didn't know if she had found this place before, but as they slowed to just look at the place, he felt proud of her. She had chosen well. It was well hidden, tricky to navigate but they had all the time to practice once their children were home. It was perfect for them.
Cautiously, he walked up to her side to stand shoulder to shoulder, leaning against her flank slightly but trying to make it look as if it was just an accident, but really he wanted just to touch her, let her know he was here and he was willing.


They would need to check the caves. He didn't want to settle with a bear and he could only hope some of them would lead to other places on the mountain. The location was good, but there was always the thread of an ambush from above so they would need another way out. Other then that, he was almost excited to head down and check the place out and claim a chamber for his family... He looked forward to curling up soon, a huge bundle of fur and limbs as they entwined together as they had when the children were much smaller. A small smile touched his lips at the thought and he looked to her and nodded his head. It was perfect and he would howl with her when she was ready to name the lands.

His legs hurt. They were so sore but he didn't want to complain. The company around him was strong, grown wolves who he secretly made him feel about an inch tall. He didn't know any of them, not who they were, their names, where they were from, nothing, but he did not question his mother's selection. She knew what she was doing, she always knew what she was doing and he being the good son followed her orders without question.
What had thrown him however was when she had gather them together. After his little tantrum which caused him to run away from home, he had decided he did not want to return to the lake and whatever punishment had waited for him there. However, as ever his mother had saved him and he did not have to return. They had found each other as he made his way home across the Riddle Heights with his world feeling like it was crashing down around him. With her were strangers, a bunch of strangers that he had never met before. At first he thought she was mad, but as she told him of her plans he felt relief. Pure, unquestionable relief- he didn't have to go back there. Ever.
Part of him felt saddened that he might not seen Bella again. She was so nice and he had genuine fun with her. She reminded him of his mother, but she was a little less serious and it was a bonus they were the same age, it meant they could do all of the things he missed out on when he was growing up without having to hassle his mother and take time out of her busy days. He hoped he would see her again, but you could never be too sure.

The group scaled the mountain, there was some talk but he kept himself to himself as ever. His shy nature kept him close to his mother, he ran alongside her not only to feel as if he were her protector, but also to lean on her if his sight caused him any trouble. He couldn't appear weak in front of her, let alone the others and so far he had kept the issue with his sight from everyone. He would pass off any trips of stumbles as inexperience, tiredness perhaps, but never the fact he couldn't see properly. He lent on his mother when he needed the help, hoping she would think he was just a little all over the place thanks to the long trip.
They had camped overnight and his mother had vanished. It was clear she wanted to be alone, but he kept to himself away from the group and did not sleep; he could not until she returned, despite how tired he felt. When she returned, she came with the dark male he had met before - the one who wanted to eat him. At first he felt cold fear, dread in his stomach that his mother had been taken prisoner and he stood to her aid... but it was not long before he realized she looked, happier? Complete even and the dark stranger wasn't trying to tear her face off. He too, kept to himself and Adonis had not slept much that night.

Today was a new day, the journey had been relentless but he was sticking close to his mother, no matter what and he felt much better throwing the occasional narrowed gaze at the most recent addition to their group who tried to keep up the front with his mother. The douche needed to learn about personal space.

As they begun to stop, he kept right up next to his mother at the front and followed her. She seemed to know, to sense where to go and it was only moments after that the valley appeared beneath him. Their new home. It looked... so awesome. So much to explore, places to hide, to run. Maybe he could invite Ryvet up there and they could play in the stream or the patch of forest. Hide and seek in the caves would be epic. Bella would love it too... maybe he could find her and invite her round to play as well. The three of them would have such a blast. Datura of course, wasn't invited. With an excited smile, he nudged his mother with his nose and sought out her gaze. He was itching to get down there.

His body ached, but he kept moving. His body never complained more than it had to, and even then, it just kept going. Everyone seemed to be taking the travel well. They were a group of strong wolves. Durable ones. Reliable ones. He didn't know a single stranger there, but he respected Naira's judgement on these men and women. Naira and her mate led the way there. But every time Ten even looked at Rhysis, the mosquito, his leg stung as if it were bitten over and over again. Something inside of Tenzin burned with respect for Rhysis, being that he had the intentions of leaving Ten alone, wrapped up in vines.

Throughout the journey, he had always stolen time to glance at Naira's pups. Make sure they were safe. He felt that that should be everyone's duty: protect the pups. Make it there without any complications. But when he looked over, they were fine. Spit images of their parents, huddling to the sides of Naira and Rhysis. He felt a stab of pride as he realized this would be his new family. Many nights, Ten would lay down and just watch everyone, make sure they were okay, and basically keep a little guard. Not that it was needed. He had a strange feeling inside of him; this family was like the Laylani family he never really had.

And as the time passed, the pack progressed. He focused on the rocky terrain before them. He would calculate how long it would take to get there. One day...two... As Tenzin trailed closely behind Naira and Rhysis, their well-deserved leaders, he could see something up ahead of the group. At this point, everyone stopped to look at it. It was like a big rock split in two. Caves littered the sides. Looking closely, you could spot thin, dangerous entrances. A river trickled in between the rocks, providing a nice water source.

Yes, it was perfect. There was a good amount of shelter. His eyes were like blades as they cut through the area, and fell on a forest of prey. His mouth watered with the sight. It was interesting to him.