Stone Circle city of stars, you never shined so brightly

"Over-exaggerated," she laughed, and side-eyed him a lift of her brow. "Well, I almost said twenty, but I figured I should at least give you a chance at winning. Seven, though," and she feigned a scoff, "how ridiculous."

But she bumped her shoulder against his with good humour, her playful grin still bold on her face, even though her eyes were distracted by something else. Movement along the crest of Stone Circle. A familar silhoutte emerged through the mist, matched with a familiar voice, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. Valette. Her grin softened, and she realized how much she had missed her - but she wasn't quite done with Siarut. As she moved forward to greet her sister's approach, she left him with a final taunt thrown over her shoulder - hushed and hurried, with a sly and testy grin, to settle on his ears and his eyes only: "If anyone will be enjoying those rabbits, it'll be me."

And with that she plunged the final distance, to meet her sister with a warm laugh, and the return of an affectionate kiss to her sibling's cheeks. The name Valette had called was not lost on her; so Greyback was still here. What of Stark?

For now, she settled her focus elsewhere beyond the myriad of questions, fixed instead on Valette, and the rush of joy she felt in seeing her sister again, and in feeling that familiar embrace. "I'm glad I'm here, too. Gosh, I missed you," and that was when Greyback arrived, looking larger and thicker and older than ever, but still formidable in might. A shame he refused to use that strength in the ways she had chosen to use her own; she wagered she could take him on and at least get close to winning, and this thought played through her eyes in an indecipherable gleam, and she nodded her greeting in return. "It has been long, hasn't it?" Heavens, it had been so long.

Nanook turned her eyes upon Siarut then, as her sister and Greyback's attention shifted, and offered him a look of affection, with a humoured apology in her gaze. "Val, you've met him before," she said through a grin, "This is the same one who was with me when we came by in the spring. Siarut." Perhaps that would jog her memory - but Nanook didn't blame her for forgetting. Giving birth to thirty pups probably had an effect on people. "We're hoping to join Easthollow." she paused. "Together." not quite right. "We're together." but was that even clear. "He’s my guy. He's my mate." The proper words finally surfaced, and she just gave them all a grin.