Silvertip Mountain Reunion of blood

Tagging for visibility: @FitzDutiful @Mason @Krypton (since he kind of knew them better than the others, ehe).
This is the only post I'll be making. Bye for now, guys~! o:

Alastor had been spending more of his time along the borders as of late, his intentions not to guard them, but because he was contemplating crossing them. Heading off into the world was not a foreign concept to him, but he knew that if he was to leave this time around, he would not return. It was due to the appearance of a face he'd nearly forgotten, the arrival of his brother a day or so back. He knew not how the other had managed to arrive within the land of Teekon, having not bothered with asking. The joy that had come with seeing his own flesh and blood again after so long had been overwhelming, placing a smile across his maw that was reluctant to leave. It was during that time that his brother had shared with him the knowledge of his life within North America, how he'd acquired a mate and a home, and had even become a father recently. It was the life he'd always hoped his brother would receive, and so when he'd been offered a place within the pack, he'd been unable to turn it down. Which, of course, had brought him to his current dilemma.

The foreigner could not go against the word he'd given to his brother. Naos was the last of his family that remained (as far as he knew), and so the idea of leaving him behind was enough to make the man's stomach churn. Thus, it was with a heavy heart he'd howled out for his pack mates, alerting them to the fact that he was leaving. The first to arrive would be given the details of his departure, why he was leaving and how he did not know if he'd ever return. Right after, Alastor would depart from the territory, crossing the threshold into unclaimed land and heading off to meet up with his brother once more. For now, his life in Teekon was over, and it was time for him to start anew with his blood family.

So sad to see Alastor leave :(

Krypton was quiet as she observed Alastor from afar. He was near the borders, almost along the edge and looking out of the territory. Was he planning on leaving the pack? She gulped loudly, but stayed back to contemplate on what to do. Would she approach the light male or stay behind and watch him leave? Shifting in her paws, she shook her head and headed towards Alastor.

Quietly, she walked towards him and tilted her head. "Are you leaving Alastor?" She asked curiously and quietly, her tone a bit saddened if what she asked was true. Alastor was one of the very first wolves she met at Silvertip, and the only one who had offered to help her with her insomnia at the beginning. However, it seemed he did not hear, for she spoke too late. he walked out of the land in silence, making her stop in her tracks.

He was kind to her, he understood the pain that she once felt. She walked a bit closer, seeing the path that he took to leave the land he once called home. A few stray tears slid down her cheeks as she silently felt pain rattle through her chest. She let out a howl, one filled with sadness about the departure of a friend.