Moonspear upon us all a little rain must fall

He went with the hope that the mountain's lowest edges might have a good distraction for him, either in duty or the likelihood of company there, and soon after dipping down onto a trail he found was well-worn, he was rewarded with a scent. A handful of strides later and he found Vela, who did warrant a little lift to his head, though the exhaustion the last few weeks had left the gesture lacking in the expression he would have normally worn.

The dark Ostrega closed some of the distance between them, though left his ears fanned out somberly as she greeted him. Gently, he waved his tail back, and this motion also lacked some of his typical flourish too--and not for any reason except himself, and how he was handling all of this lately: sluggishly, but barely enough since he had enough reasons to get up and go still, regardless. Hey, he returned in a tired voice and only a faint show of his teeth, but truthfully, he was very relieved to see her; it was good for him that she had returned. How's patrol? Because naturally, he assumed that was what Vela had been occupied with. So many of them were, and it was probably good they were raised to vent their frustrations in guarding the home--especially with Hydra's pups to consider and safety even more paramount now. 

<33 pshh it's always fine with me, no rush