After having Ghita get angry with him for following her round a few days ago the Knight had decided to stick to what he did best: patrolling the boarders. It was always peaceful to walk through the forest covered edge. No one around but yourself and the little critters no one but pups bothered to go after. Naturally Jazper was happily content to wander around the territories edge at a slow and easy pace. Normally he would stomp around the boarders quickly a few times in the morning, afternoon, and evening but today he was feeling slightly lazy.


The pups were due any day now so leaving the territory was simply out of the question for the next month or so. The warrior was just beaming with excitement about his and Ghita's soon to be arrivals. This time they knew what they were doing, this time those pups were not an accident. He adored Sophia and Aro and loved them both with all his heart but he wished that they had been conceived properly. Now, Ghita and himself had proven their love was not fake to the world and Jazper couldn't be happier. He hopped for more boys to carry on the family name but he could use another baby girl. Girls were much less of a hassle to raise.


A new scent entered his lungs. Well not quite new but he could hardly remember the last time he had smelt that particular smell. His ears perked up and he moved forward towards the end of the forest and where the lake came into sight. Peaking his bear like halfling body out of the forest line he sniffed again. Certainly this wasn't the Noah he had grown up with. His little brother had been black with blue eyes, this wolf was missing part of an ear and was more silver than anything. He looked more like Lucifer's father Noah then his brother. Still, he finally walked out of the woods completely exposing himself with a quiet, “Hello?”

His family life as a boy had been far from perfect and seeing, who he believed to be, his brother brought it all back. He remembered very vividly the months after he arrived in Twilight Vale. He remembered feeling so alone after his parents died and having the same haunting lonely feeling gripping at his heart after Dierdre didn't show up after the fire destroyed the old lands. It wasn't until Lucifer and Deuce had taken him in that he finally felt like he was at home. Like he had a family. Sure he had two sets of adoptive siblings and yes, he hadn't seen any of them since they got old enough to disappear from Crimson Dreams, but they were family non the less.


Looking at Noah he approached slowly, his heart beating rapidly with nerves. Was this really his brother? He looked so different, so warn. Though Jazper didn't look like the pup he had once been either. Now the male stood in his halfling form at a massive 4 feet with broad shoulders and a vibrant yellow sun tattoo around one of his eyes. The male had managed to stay away from being injured much past white scar on his inner wrist from the day that a loner had ripped down his lower arm with its bite. The last time he has seen his siblings he had just been getting out of teenage years. He wasn't even sure if he younger adoptive brother had seen him shift ever. Stopping a few feet from the other male he smiled softly, “Noah?” He asked tentatively, “Do you remember me?” By the way he had acted Jazper wasn't sure. You just didn't treat family like the average every day wolf. He wasn't sure how to react to this male, or if it was Noah even. The warrior just stood, trying to give a warm smile and keep his body in a neutral position, hoping his questions would be answered.

Concern grew in Jazper's mind and his face became grim. If this was his brother why was he so silent. The Noah he had known was careless and chatty, what had happened in he past to change him so much? With a soft disposition the warrior sat down beside Noah's figure and nudged him gently with his muzzle in greeting. “Well Noah, a lot has changed around here.” He figured if his brother was going to visit he might as well hear his life since they had all disappeared. “None of the family is around anymore. Though apparently your Aunt Dierdre had a daughter named Addison. She lives over in Ravenclaw last time I checked.” He had only met the girl twice in his life but she seemed to have the same rebellious feeling that the Rhiannon's carried with them.


His mood lightening the ebony giant's mind passed to his new family. “I took a girl, Ghita Marino, as my mate just over a year ago.” He added with a smile, “She's Savina's little sister. You remember Savina? The dark Italian that hung out with Naniko a lot?” Pausing he gave his companion time to respond. “I guess you're Uncle Noah now. I've got a son, Aro, and a daughter, Sophia and a second litter due any day now.” His entire body flooded with pride as he spoke. Here he was, the orphan who once had joined the Rhiannon family as an adoptee now had his own blood. Aro had grown into a handsome young man who was always willing to learn and Sophia was so full of her mothers fighting spirit and rebellious lifestyle. It amazed him that in days he would be the father for four, or maybe even more, pups. “So, what have you been up to?”