It had taken Elias a little longer than he would have liked, but he was back and he had news. Admittedly, this forest- and the hollow in particular- didn't feel like home. It was so unlike what he thought home should be like he had a hard time seeing it as anything more than a pitstop, a place Nin seemed to linger for one reason or another.
Slowing to a walk, Elias glanced around the open space of the Hollow. He didn't expect Nin to stay in one place the whole time but...she should be nearby, right? She said she would wait and believed her, but what if something happened? Surely not, Nin was tough, made of steel, he needn't worry about her for she was more than capable of holding her own. Glancing up at the sky, Elias smiled a little as the blueish-green hues painted the snow beneath his paws. What a lovely night, but selfishly he couldn't help but hope it got better.
"Nin?" He called out softly, scenting the air with a twitch or two of his black nose. What if she was sleeping and he'd woken her up? He winched at the thought, hoping he hadn't disturbed her too badly. "It's me, Elias."