Herbalists' Cache No Sugar Tonight

Bruges continued his search for food, and didn't notice Alya for a few moments whil she watched him. He was more interested in tracking down a meal, and had his nose low to the ground so it wasn't until he raised his fine head and sniffed the air when he caught her scent- or was it her scent? He turned his head twice, pinpointing her location and landing his gaze upon the form of one he'd known thrice; but to which sister the body belonged, he was at a loss to tell. This one, however, smelled of a pack; and not the same pack that the other two had belonged to. All he could guess, then, was that either Hydra and Lyra had joined another pack or- and this was the more likely situation- that he was facing Alya, and she had found a home. 

He, naturally, chose to greet her as though this was Alya. He'd done the same before, and Hydra had not punished him for mistaking her for her sister. She didn't move toward him but he moved toward her assuredly, tail swinging gently from side to side, and a modest smile on his dark lips. "You've been missed, my dear Alya," He greeted in a low, fond voice. "And not just by me- your sisters are looking for you too." Though he did want her for himself, it was of greater importance, of course, that her two sisters thought well of him for continuing his search for her. "Though I'll admit- I wish you'd told me you were one of a triplet so I might not have approached your sister so...fondly." He chuckled.