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Her relieving the guilt from his did wonders for his guilty conscience, which was a fucking mess.
He tried to do his best to alleviate himself of guilt by looking for his siblings, but when that failed he needed to return home, to apologize to Tundra and his Mother for his wrongs.

She also gave him her condolences, which he realised that she'd probably not had a family before.
Maybe the closest she'd ever had was Blackfeather.
He'd always considered her like a mum.

​"I least I found you again though," he grinned, tail waving.

His ears tilted, gazing off out across the moors, thinking he saw something. Probably, but it didn't matter much. Just another wolf.
Her warnings kept coming; she seemed very adamant that a Melonii of some sort will cause trouble. He would be careful.

"I will have others who can fight if it ever came to it, I try to be diplomatic first." Not to those who weren't his species though. He knew they always caused trouble.

"I don't want to pull you from your ties here," he replied. He didn't want her to be sad or feel like he had by leaving Rusalka. "I don't want something to happen while you're gone and something bad happen."
Like his Mother leaving him to look for Moony, and the quakes where he felt abandoned. The deaths of Maegi's young. 

"When I feel I learn all I can here, or when that woman comes looking for me."
Whichever came first really.