Emberwood ❝ten sí ye tyelma, yéva tyel ar i narqelion❞

Pirrup relaxed as soon as he realised that Pyg was happy to see him, tail wagging and a broad smile on his maw. The childhood nickname sent a surge of warmth through his heart as he sidled up to his brother giving him a friendly nudge. The older he had gotten the more infrequent his company was, he knew he hadn't been there so much and when Pyg had left he had been elsewhere too. It was really good to see him, Pyg was one of his favorite brothers (though he has many). "I came back and you were gone, stuff just seemed different" he shrugged it off casually. He remembered the she wolf's presence and turned as Pyg introduced them. His eyes watched her pry berries from the bushes and he heard the playful yet impudent way she greeted him in a foreign tongue. She was oddly breathtaking yet he felt inclined not to engage, he was more focused on his brother at this very moment. "I came alone tracking Pyg I don't know if any others left or not" he looked to his brother curiously "Did anyone follow you?"