After a sweep of the borders for a change he was taking a rest beneath the bow of a willow, staring up at its frosty limbs. His mind was anything, but quiet. He made no move for awhile, simply holding onto the warmth. Elettra was probably where she often was the medicinal den. Ravenna he thought had gone for a hunt, possibly with Enoki. Then there was Nicolo. He wasn't sure where he found himself, but he seemed rather solitary. Who could blame him? That man didn't seem the same after Adele had left them. For the time being he said nothing, and continued doing what he had been these past months. Keeping the Ridge alive.
So when the man's voice rose for him to join him, Renier was a little surprised for what. Things were all right, and he was sure the others would be back rather soon. They couldn't be far from the Ridge itself. None the less he didn't make the Archer wait. He trotted over to where he sat. "You need something, sir?" Polity he inquired to make it easier should Nicolo be in need of a favor. For the moment the Lyall stood, ears cupped forward, golden eyes making a point to stare below his yellow eyes. He'd already taken a glimpse, and was a little worried if the man would recover.