Upon his disheartened return from Morningside, Étoille had too gone to seek the medic. He does not know the tiny woman but whatever she did cured his lingering itch - the fleas, as it were. 

... he hopes he did not accidentally deliver a plague of fleas to Morningside's doorstep. God knows they do not need another reason for hostility from the odd grey-toned alpha.

It is unusual for him to feel so affected by news, good or bad. The titan had not realised how dear Mirabelle had grown to him - he feels a bit sheepish. They had not known each other long... it is a bit like Liana, who had similarly been a passing spectre in Étoille's life. He knows he cannot mope, but his heart is slightly heavy as he moves throughout Drageda, until he catches wind of choupinou nearby.

She is heading towards the cliffs; he follows. He has not seen her since they played with the fox - her appearance surprises him when he catches up to her, enough to make his eyes widen slightly. "Bonjour," the Rauna murmurs, not wishing to startle her, "are you alright?"

Itchy seems to be an understatement. Étoille studies the raw patch of flesh near her tail for a moment. "I as well," he finally says, letting his gaze slowly move back to her face. "Fleas," the man adds as explanation. It is, he supposes, embarrassing, but there is nothing to be done for it now. And perhaps choupinou has been struggling with similar strife. 

Étoille takes a seat facing her, glancing out over the cliffs. "How have you been otherwise?" he asks, recalling their last conversation, that Furi has been struggling to feel at home. He hopes she has been able to settle somewhat - he hopes she is happy here.

He tilts his head as she explains her happenings. He hadn't noticed her absence, but he is not the sort to keep tabs on anyone, anyway. "Sounds interesting," Étoille says. He listens to the rest of her story, face contemplative. A pack south of here? "There is a claim settling in the forest beyond the ridge," he recalls, "perhaps she is with them?" It cannot have been too far south, assuming Furi did not stay far. He supposes she could also be one of those claiming the Plateau but it does not seem worth bringing up if choupinou cannot recall anyway. He smiles at her - a brief but warm thing, and says, "she is your friend," in his usual not-a-question-but-asking way.

The titan smiles briefly, pleased as ever to hear that choupinou is socializing. Not that he himself is a particularly extroverted creature, but she's young and she seems to fare better with attention from others. If there is a hidden meaning to Furi's like'er a lot, it neatly whizzes between Étoille's ears. "There is one settling in the forest nearby - Ravensblood," he answers, and pauses. "There is another further down.. I do not know the name," the Rauna adds, thinking of Ty, "but they are on the Plateau." He does not know if either have made an official claim yet - but if this friend hails from south of here those seem the more likely options.

His guess was incorrect, which left Ty's pack on the Plateau, unless some other, third pack has sprung up suddenly. He finds that doubtful - already there are so many in close quarters, he hopes another would not be foolhardly enough to try and stake a claim. 

Choupinou asks if he would be willing to accompany her down the coast. This friend must mean a lot to her. He thinks briefly of Maribelle and then doesn't. "Of course," he murmurs, gently tapping her on the nose with his own, "any time you'd like." (Little does he know he will be pulled soon from Drageda's borders for a different sort of mission, but that is neither here-nor-there.)