Triell had drifted from his pups sleeping forms, taking a seat among the stones outside. There the father kept a silent watch, staring at the sky turning from black, to dark blue, and a hazy gray. Tired, he still did not think sleep would find him. Instead he murmured to Zera and Darrah he was going out on patrol, letting them know they did not need to follow him today. They should go practice hunting, search for game.

A collected, slow stride, he followed parallel to the red hills, the creek's hushed voice helping to pull him along. If it was not for his need to drink he would have hurriedly checked this part of the lands, and headed else where. Since water sounded good, he let himself have a brief drink, smacking his lips to rid of the excess water. No plans to linger, about to turn it was a familiar, and yet unknown scent of a female wolf that drifted on the soft breeze, outside of the Bend that made the Tainn freeze. It could not be Naira.

For safety of pack, and curiosity he meandered her way. The leader keeping his head, and tail slightly elevated, but not overly so. She was not trespassing after all, and he didn't exactly mean her any harm. The dark wolf spotted ink toned coat among the trees he was still a bit puzzled. Closer, he saw the stark white patch upon her just he realized when he had last saw her she had been a lot smaller, and in her mother's care.She was far from the mountain he noted, but why? Was she looking for Naira? He still knew little of what had happened there. The east side of the mountain made him feel clueless to the outside world. "She isn't here any more," he gently spoke, stopping a good distance not to worry her. He did not expect to be remembered, he had swiftly left that day when Naira had came.

Evident she had not known her mother had come this way, or maybe even cared ears flinched to the sound of his head. It probably would have been better to just mutter a never mind, wrong face, and turn around, let her be. The Tainn went to do just that the yearling asked another question.

Blinking his orange-yellow eyes, he was extremely uncertain what to begin with. No, she did not know him. How could she? He decided to address the issue after all this time. Naira had given him no answers. Lips creased, and he off handly let his eyes skim the bark of the trees, before resting upon her. "We met once when you were little. You were playing in some puddles, then your mother had you return home. She.. Was his friend? It did not seem the right word to describe the honey eyed female. She had not exactly been more. They had made sure of that, hadn't they? This had to be the last of Rhysis' children.

Quietly, he huffed. "Well, we were pack mates, and friends. I just wanted to tell you she had come here with your siblings, but she left soon after. There isn't someone after you from the west side...is there?" Dark brow raised out of question, and concern. Triell still did not know what had taken place over there, making the Queen flee.