Moonsong Glacier the wayward weeping voices that you will hear

He didn't care about what she was doing there, what she was thinking, what she might want of herself, as he put her in his sights and closed the distance. It did not take long for the hulking, now-adult-sized Revui to reach his lost sister; not so lost now, and not to be lost ever again. This was one aspect of his exultation he had thought was impossible: the task of hunting down a sister that even his all-powerful father could not find. She was a means to an end; they had been split up for so long that Revui did not see her as family now, and likely never would. If he could get her back to the mountain then his father would be singing his praises — and Revui would be one step closer to his rightful place as the Beta of the mountain.

Yami was shaking her head and trying to convey something to the gargoyle, but he was not having any of it. There was no getting through to him. Revui had one goal in mind and that was to reach Yami, get her home — and he was still intoxicated by his own horomones, eager for that contact that had been denied when Charon stole Speedy away from him. Hurting, too, because of her escape. He would not let Yami escape from him now. The first thing he did as he reached her was lunge, hard and fast, to try and knock her down and to grasp her with his fangs, eager to pin her to the dirt before she could slip away and become lost again.

Not again, came the coherent thought, never again.