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And so the prodigal son had returned. She had heard it from some folks that her son had come back, along with his sister and his aunt. She discovered their returns slowly, and even discovered that Aurèle had returned with a young boy at her heels, whom Tayui assumed was her son. Somehow, their return gave her both great joy and great sadness: knowing that they came back for whatever reason made her happy beyond belief, but now she worried that they would one day depart again. If Tayui had left her birth pack so quickly, and if Noir and Attila had left their birth packs so easily, why would they not choose to leave again? Aurèle, too, was a bit of a mystery to Tayui; although they both followed their own paths, Aurèle's had taken her on a journey composed more of solitude, while Tayui had sought refuge in a pack.
Nonetheless, she was glad to know her son had returned. No matter how much trouble he caused, who he riled up or how many times Claudius had returned in tears, Attila was still her son. Both of her sons were her children, and even if they were as different as night and day, she still loved them.
So, Tayui had decided to take a walk down to see if Attila was in his den. She suspected he would return to his hideaway; his home away from home (while still in his home, AniWaya), and she had guessed right. She had not, however, expected to find him fast asleep beneath a tree above his den. She did not want to wake him, so she settled down beside him, finding a comfortable position to lie down in. She did not want to encroach and scare him when he woke up, but if he needed to sleep, it was best she let him. Unfortunately, Tayui was not that patient, and had not seen her son in months. Her decision was made.
"Attila!" she said, swatting at the boy lightly with her paw. "Wake up, Tilly," she teased, using a diminutive she thought of on the spot. "You return, don't even visit me to say hello, and fall asleep when I come to visit you. You're in serious trouble mister," she joked, not even sure if he was awake. She rolled over to watch him wake up, smirking mischievously. He should have anticipated her visit. By all accounts, this was Attila’s fault for not finding her sooner.