Northstar Vale Chandelier's still flickering here.

It wasn’t lost on the dark wolf that his companion had suddenly become more distant. He gave her space—confused that the girl who once sought his embrace and company consistently had suddenly spent hours if not days away from him, but he wasn’t willing to press his luck.

Glumly, he could only assume she had lost interest in him. He would have sought out Reiko, perhaps pressing the rather kind Empress for some information on the matter, but he let it be. In time, it would come to a head… and in turn, the Mayfair chose instead to focus on making sure his capabilities were something that could benefit the pack; primarily through hunting and border patrol.

That was where his pale Queen found him—stocky form loping along the borders, his nose closer to the ground as he took in the scents that surrounded them. There was little to report, but he was in no rush, and so when he heard the gentlest sound of paw steps behind him, the swarthy shadow glanced upward, blinking his champagne eyes with surprise as he noticed Ibis seeking him out.