He had spent a night under the stars. Maybe not the smartest idea, but he was equipped enough for it. He thanked his arctic blood for that. He had become used to sleeping inside the mansion now and so the cold ground had seemed so foreign to him. The night sky, however, was much appreciated. He missed watching the twinkling stars overhead as he feel asleep. All of the nights he was alone, he would somehow feel as if he weren’t so secluded when gazing towards the starry night.



Bringing himself up the stairs, he headed towards he and his brother’s old bedroom. Upon returning to Twilight Vale (or Crimson Dreams now) he had half expected to find it occupied. Despite the passage of time, it remained much the same. Sirius’ forgotten toys still remained strewn across the floor. Apollo paused in the doorway, leaning against the wooden frame as he peered into towards the familiar figure inside his room. A small grin caught his lips. They had both gotten older, and it was strange to see just how large Jazper had grown. "Hey bro," he greeted, because in his messed up life of blood and ties, these two were related.

The crooked smile broke into a much broader, shocked grin. He didn’t expect such an enthusiastic greeting from his brother, but he had to admit that he didn’t mind so much. It was nice going somewhere and finding that there were people who truly cared about you. He had seen that when he had first come across Savina when he had crossed the Halcyon range. He returned the hug, patting his brother on the back as the floor was swept under his feet and he was briefly lifted into the air. "You sure are strong, aren’t you?" Apollo laughed, as he was let back down to the floor. "It’s been a while." A few months to be exact, he thought. "I came home," he added, holding out his arms on either side as he answered Jazper’s question.

Apollo couldn’t help but let the grin broaden across his face. He took the invitation from his brother and went to sit on the skins beside him. "Yeah, I’ve always been told I have mum’s eyes. I wish I could of seen for myself," he added, feeling sort of melancholy when he thought of his long lost mother. He had been told to have hope in her survival, but he had to wonder... wouldn’t she have come back for her children if she had survived the terrible fire? "Well, that’s great, Jazper. A mate, huh? Who cares if she’s a coyote. Deuce and Lucifer will come around, I’m sure. I bet she’s a real sweetheart, huh?" He wondered if Garnet was anything like Savina – the one girl in Apollo’s life that he had always had weak knees for. "Well, Jazper, to tell you the truth, I’m not sure what to tell you. I went north from here, and saw some other people. I learned more about hunting and fighting, though only in Optime. I don’t shift much ever since I hit my seven months. I met some good people, and some awful ones. And while I was away, I realized there were a lot of people I missed. I think I had to leave to realize how much I appreciate my family and friends."