Northstar Vale The only feelings I have for you are rage and pissed off-ed-ness

Feel free to PP Tryphon in the background, he won't be getting too close.

In time he did return to her side, to the chasm between the mountains that she had called home. When he did, Tryphon was met by other scents and, eventually, other faces. It was easy to see which of them ruled alongside Saena - the seemingly wrathful, solemn Warbone - but the others were varied as well. He made note of their features in passing, tasted their scents, but kept to himself.

They were never far from one another. It was a different sort of existence for Tryphon; a great shift, actually. He had gone from being a lonely boy with only Saghani as his companion to this — the shifting, ever-present awareness of a family always nearby. They were scattered sometimes, but not for long. And when Saena called, it had already become second nature to seek her out.

Tryphon arrived after the others. He was more cautious than they were, of course. He silently stalked through the trees until he came upon the gathering: a dark beast (Zephyr), a fire-kissed one (Vixen, who ignited a strange sense of familiarity within him that Tryphon had thus far avoided) and a blue-eyed creature whose voice held strange words (Dagfinn). By creeping around them the boy could peek, his masked eyes finding the shape of a stranger just beyond, but he did not say anything, and did not approach too readily.