Noctisardor Bypass change on the rise

Another shift of the fog revealed the dark Mahler, his presence demanding Argent's attention before words even rumbled through the quiet. Icy eyes swept over the man, idly curious to how the dark man had instilled such comfort in the younger wolf when in truth it had been months since their last interlude. Yet no awkward moment pressed them, and with a tip of his muzzle in silent greeting, the stalwart youth allowed his gaze to drift back out to the lands before them, his pace slowing only to allow the Graf to sidle beside him.

The silence was soon broken when the man questioned the whereabouts of his mother, stirring a lift of the ironsoul's brows. Ketzia had returned to them and spoke of Mahler--not once implying she had drawn away from the man unannounced. A grim line pressed to his muzzle, though he did not go so far in to detail.

"I have--she told me where to find you." He paused, silver eyes noting the greying features of a man who had seen much in his lifetime. "She said she worried for your health."