The man blinked in confusion as she seemed to halt her movements, gaze fixed onto Mawk, ears pinning back against her skull. He bit the inside of his cheek anxiously as she began to make her way through the cold water toward him, eyes not shifting from their focus on his own - who was she? From the slight distance he could not see the tears welling up, but as she closed this distance his tail twitched nervously. 

"It's nice to meet you, Mawk. My name is Onyx. Onyx Saefyn." That moment, right there, was when his heart stopped. The world around him stilled, silence filling the land and stretching out the time so that it seemed they stared at each other for perhaps an entire season. Every time he found he wanted to open his jaws to speak, the words caught in his throat and so he simply watched, looked at her - his sister. His sister was alive. 

Finally, like the slice of a knife, the silence broke and tears rolled down his cheeks. He rushed toward his littermate, digging his nose into the fur on her neck and sobbing gently. "Y....you're here.... you're.... a-alive...." The words seemed more to himself than to her, like internal monologue that had escaped from his mind and come out in the form of choked mumbles.