So many emotions were playing together within her chest, jumbling up and intertwining until she could not tell what was what. She was pretty certain that there was plenty of excitement there, for despite having put off the reunion for so long, nothing was truer than Nineva having missed her family more than anything in the world. Possibly just as dominant, however, were fear and anxiety. What if they didn't want her back, after what she had done to them, after the way she had behaved? What if something had happened while she was gone, and more of them were missing, or things had gone horribly wrong for her mother and Yuka? So much waited ahead of her, but still she marched bravely on against the possibilities. Whatever laid coiled within the thickets, she had to face it. No more running, no more hiding, no more lying.
She was a Hervok. It was time to start acting like it.
As much as she missed her siblings, Nineva did not howl once close enough. Hoping that luck was on her side, she instead attempted to pick up Ash's scent alone and find him first. There was so much she needed to speak with him about, privately, before she could reconnect with @Korrin and @Rose. But then, right after (so long as they did not hate her for what she had done), you better believe she would be singing her heart out for them to come out from wherever they might be so that she could lavish them with hugs and kisses.
Her heart picked up into an even quicker beat when she discovered that favor did indeed smile upon her. Her father's scent was fresh within the air along the southern border of the pack, and she pursued it feverishly.
"Daddy?" she called, unable to keep childish hope from her voice. Please be happy to see me too. Please.