He knew how hierarchies worked and if there was still a male wolf in the ranks, his right to his position had long since been granted but he would work on that later, right now his first concern was Iopah, he needed to see her. His mouth felt dry, lips cracked and the breaths he took in were long and labored but once he settled to his haunches, finally reaching his home, he felt a renewed sense of energy and lifted his head slowly. His bones ached in places they never had before but he ignored the natural instinct to shift into a more comfortable position for the simple act of howling for his woman; she was the only face he needed to see. He hoped, that in this message, his daughters would recognize his voice and know that daddy was finally home but he was not yet ready to face them. He wanted to be sure that Iopah would allow him the chance to return once more to his place in the Pines. As the song drifted through the dimming sky, he wondered how much had changed since his disappearance and how much harder he would have to work to repair the damage from his departure.