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The injured child finding her way to their borders had planted a seed of worry in the northerner's mind. He worried about the beasts out there that would do such a thing; he worried if they might come here next. What if they found them while they were traveling to their new home? All of it created a knot of anxiety in his stomach and the only way he knew to soothe the tension was to keep a closer eye on the borders. 

The unfamiliar call had him quickly making his way to the stranger. He assumed either Lane or his brother might be there too, and he wanted to make sure they had back up should they need it. 

When Tuulu arrived, he made his way to Lane's side, his gaze glued to the woman as he tried to determine if she was friend or foe. She looked friendly enough, and upon inspection of Lane, he realized she didn't seem worried—she just looked tired and stressed, as usual. Still, he remained on alert, so on alert that he forgot to greet either of them and just stood there, awkwardly, like a statue.