It had been over a month now since Judas had seen nor heard any call from his sister. A time span which Judas was not exactly comfortable with. Though Judas still did not feel any regret in leaving the Devilsbite Dell behind the youth was still quite attached to the siblings which he had, until moving, spent every day of his life with. Even Nuriel was sometimes missed who was the brother which had mostly irritated him and now he was gone too. Judas was glad for Ramiel who had more or less been his sidekick as the two youths traveled through the south on there own during the winter and now the coming of spring. Still though Judas wanted more, as always, being the selfish beast he was. He wanted his sister but he knew this was not going to be an easy task. Asking Macha to leave this back was going to be difficult. After all, she liked in here in the Pookastone, enjoyed their aunt Morganna and all the family she had within it. She would have a much easier connection to those in Willow Ridge and even the Aurora wolves if she so chose. Going over the mountain to unknown lands was quite a stretch. But maybe if they could have dad come with them to?
Judas felt uncertain of himself, feeling far too brash to be one to do any convincing. He was no diplomat after all. Where was @Samael when he needed him?! Huffing, the black wolf continued to stalk around the banks of the Lagoon, arching around it from the east, to the north and back down again into the direction of the claimed territory. In the darkness the pitch wolf was at near full cover savor the glow of the brilliant moon ahead, guiding his path. "Mother, wish me luck." He spoke, a smirk toying over his lips as dark grey eyes looked up to the skies at her. If anything, she was the most trusting mother of all of them he had. Not to say he did not love his mothers, though the love he felt for them was a complicated one as one could easily say was their love towards their sons.
Taking a deep breath, he opened his maw to call out for his sister, wherever she may be. Hopefully she was in her pack land and not wondering. She was, after all, a pack wolf now and so assumed she would not stay far from her group and her duties she most certainly now held. Judas scoffed, turning down a rather secluded path which called to him. Beyond the veil of the trees he most certainly had not expected the show within. Fireflies. Of course, Judas did not know the name of them. He had never seen such a thing before and even if he had would have been too young to ever remember. His tail waved, a playful growl taking him as the youth bounded forward, snapping at the glowing balls of moonlight. Was this a gift from Moon Mother? Was this her way of playing with her son?