Duskfire Glacier sorrow by name and sorrow by nature

She recognizes the words from his lips and speaks the name of his home, causing a little shake in his tail that is mostly by the night that surrounds them. Gavriel nods his head to confirm his home and dares to take a step a little closer. His posture remains neutral, then; if Gyda is so far from their home, and he's able to catch his younger sister's scent, then maybe...

"I am," he offers, keeping his gaze upon the silvered female. "Though I'm hesitant to call it home anymore." It had been months at this point since Seageda had seen the light of day in the wake of their leader.

His stomach churns with a weird, displaced excitement for what he might find. The search he and his younger brother, and now niece, could come to an end. "I'm looking for Heda." Short, simple. He didn't have time to beat around the bush anymore and if this Viking knew anything, he'd take it quickly and go.