Deepwood Weald The sign she'd waited for in skies of grey,

She had questions, and he wasn't sure if she was asking him or simply asking herself- but Bronco did not have the answers for her. He knew she likely felt as though she wished she could split herself in half and both search for Asmoses and remain close to take care of Liliana. He frowned and sighed, moving towadr her to brush his muzzle alongside her cheek, hopefully to reassure her. The last thing he wanted- whether it might be considered selfish or not- was for her to go off on her own. "I know. I don't think I do, either, but..." He said, and he paused. "You might be surprised at how strong your kids are. My sister disappeared for several months just after turning three months old- but she came back to us," He said. "Maybe someone has taken him in, and is taking care of him," He said. He couldn't really say for sure where Asmoses had ended up- but he knew at least she had one child back in the pack, who would need her support. 

"Liliana needs you too...What about your mate, Mal? I know he's the alpha, but is he able to go looking? Or maybe another one of your packmates?" He asked. Surely there might be someone else who could go look...Perhaps someone larger, more intimidating- someone capable of scouting and defending themselves should the wolves from Ursus or the Saints come looking for trouble. He didn't doubt Miriam's capabilities- he simply wasn't keen on seeing someone he cared about putting themself in that risk.