Moonspear fear is the hand that pulls your strings

A few hours after trailing Hydra beyond the confines of the mountain, Revui can be witnessed passing back over the boundary between the family's claim and the rest of the world. He comes with the usual heft to his stride, no worse for wear. He ducks his head as he goes through a grove of young trees and leaves behind a wolf-sized gap. As the borders come and go beneath him he notices the scent of @Lyra and turns his head - catches her eye - and grunts a hello while she goes about on a patrol. He veers off on his own. Maybe it would've been smarter to stop by at a cache for a bite to eat or take a moment to pause, rest, and then resume his duties. Revui wouldn't stop — not ever.

So, he continues with his duties. He marks a few trees, and climbs up the familiar mountain slopes without any issue; it wasn't until he got to one of the smaller peaks along the ridge that he noticed it. A familiar scent. It was strongly laced with the scent of Hydra and for a split second Revui thought that his sister had beaten him back here. He stopped his climb to look around for her, and saw a different figure loitering among the trees. They blended in extremely well with the woodland and the shadows. Yami, then? Had Hydra gone out and found their lost sister — ?

No, no, that couldn't have been her. This wolf was larger, maybe even a little older. Revui was stalking the stranger through the woods now and he hadn't noticed that he'd started doing that. He could've been a little less intense about it. The stranger must have been the same wolf that Hydra had met earlier, but what was he doing here? He wasn't family. Revui didn't understand that this might've been a suitor for his sister (because he had not been taught these things). Whoever it was, Revui would make sure he was a good fit for Moonspear. Supposedly that started with some good old-fashioned stalking.