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How long had it been, since his feet had walked this forest floor. How long since he had woven within the towering trees, that once seemed so familiar, but now seemed foreign… months? Certainly, but, how many?

Serpens traversed the land, paws carrying him with a subdued purpose, a destination already mapped. His pace was even, a bit quicker than his average gait, but nothing exaggerated. Truthfully, the Agosti was uncertain, not about where to find her — but what to do. What to say…

Would his sudden return only cause turmoil? Had Teo finally moved on in her life, existing day-by-day, without a wonder of whether he would come back?

Truthfully, Serp could have met the borders days ago, but he lingered back. Deciding. Thinking. Wondering. What was best to do, for Teodora? Show up and reveal that he was alive and well, or simply to stay away, letting her memories of the past grow old and forgotten.

Sage colored eyes grazed across the trees’ canopies, clamoring birds holding his attention for a few seconds, before leveling with his path, ahead of him.With an exhale, Serpens began to move once more. As the woodland’s scent grew with that of the Elkshire wolves, he felt a sudden lump in his throat. Would Celnes drive him off, before seeing Teodora? Would Teo find him first?

Without realizing, rain began to fall, gradually soaking into his coat. It made him recall a memory from long ago, Teo dancing in the rain. A thing he would remember until the end of time.

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Above him, he heard the first few pitterpats of rain strike the leaves, and a scowl set across his features. Home had been decidedly boring and feeling a streak of hellfire behind him, Tempest had gone off on a stroll with no particular direction in mind. He knew a few things about the lands outside of the Reach but he had never explored much of it. He hadn't really the desire to drive him and yet the changes that subtly grew within the confines of home made it as good of an option as any.

So off into the forests south he went, mindlessly milling along a worn path that was growing damper by the minute. The raindrops felt sharp against the backs of his darkened ears, far colder than the surge of springtime warmth; a brief skyward glance through the leafy canopy only told him that the blue skies were being ushered away and out of reach. Yet the fog he was accustomed to maneuvering in did not permeate this place, and the greater range of visibility was what led him to catch sight of a darkened figure moving ahead through young greenery.

He followed them, if only for lack of better things to do.
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