He could not shake these unintentional feelings of sadness and grief. Everything had been taken from him, and despite his efforts to start anew in Black Thorn Downs, he could not help thinking of how his life once was in Hollowheart Keep. He had been a respected wolf, and his duty as Medic was made more important once he ascended into the rank of second, a place he had not earned but been given by default. With the absence of his best friend and confident Sagacity who had held the role as second since his acceptance into Hollowheart Keep and the long time second Chulyin who had disappeared not so long after, the pack had taken a downward spiral with the death of their elderly leader Mapplethorpe. He missed them all, their faces and voices were not forgotten, and he often worried about the cubs that were traveling alongside their single mother, Naira. He could only hope that his former leader and her litter of two had made it on their long journey to who knew where.


As he traveled his mind was a plethora of emotions that shown through on his chocolate face; part of his did not mind that others could tell his displeasure. Though his sense of directions were horrible, he seemed to have found his way back home to the Keep without problem, his nose leading the way as he tracked what remained of the fading members. He could still remember the sound of laughter from the cubs as they enjoyed their short span in the pup ranks. With a relaxed stance he approached what were once the borders and found a remarkable sight, it was a tangible wolf, one he could interact with and her smell made his stance lift with renewed interest. "Who are you?" he asked with a cock of his narrow head, it would do him well to finally get some of this pain off of his chest.

He watched her closely, noting as she gave him a look over and wondered what she were thinking as she stared at him. Could she tell that he was a wolf who had so quickly and easily lost everything or did he resemble the creature he once was as a second ranked medic; he highly doubted it, patches had already begun to form on his pelt. He felt tired, his energy nearly exhausted as he thought of everything he must build back up again, it meant that he would have to prove himself to his new leaders, prove his worth as a medic, and prove himself as a talented wolf. These obstacles made him weary of his new pack and the wolves that occupied it; did they trust him knowing he came from Hollowheart Keep?


Sighing deeply he listened as Iopah spoke, her words were short and she reminded him of his dear friend Sagacity, beautiful and smart. "Welcome to my side of the valley then," he started and settled to his haunches slowly, his ears pressed to his skull. He was unsure of what this woman wanted, and when she mentioned knowing someone from the pack he felt his heart lurch--maybe she knew of his dear Sagacity. "She probably left with the rest of them. We were all scattered around once the pack disbanded but maybe I knew this female, what was her name?" there were only a hand full of female's in the Keep ranks, it would be a far stretch if this meadow woman knew Saga. He wondered for a moment how this woman would even know Sagacity, they were days away from the Meadows, surely this female could not have ventured here often.

He was silent at his spot, chocolate eyes staring at the woman before him as he took his time to memorize each strand on her body, the color of her eyes, even the tone of her voice. She was an important factor to him whether she knew it or not, and if he needed to seek her out, he needed to remember who the woman from the Valley was. The words he spoke seemed to have struck a chord, perhaps she sought more information from as he did she and because of this the smaller male made a move forward, cautiously, before choosing his words. "I'm glad someone sought us out, we were so secretive I think you're one of the first to know we've disbanded..." he sighed, finding that his confidence had grown since moving to Black Thorn Downs.


He settled to his haunches, a single ear pivoted behind him as he waited for what he'd intentionally wanted from the woman, which was whether she knew of Sagacity and her whereabouts. He was sure that someone had to know, he could not believe that she could have disappeared without a trace, could she. When she spoke of a Sage the male's shoulder's sunk, he did not know of that nickname, he had not spoken of it himself but he had to mention, "as in Sagacity? Please say its Sagacity..." the words trailed off his lips and a soft whine left his lips. He had so much he wanted to tell her, ask her, and beg of her but he could not find her and it was beginning to irritate him. "she was my best friend, the reason I'm here...I can't believe that she's gone from me." he spoke, more so to himself than her and when his eyes glanced back to Iopah he felt his confidence grow further, "so what will you do with this information?" he asked, knowing this information could be useful for packs in need or more hunting ground. He did not know how he would take the information if another attempted to move here, this area had too much memory and he would not be okay with anyone taking those memories away from him.