His presence in his own pack had been non-existant in the past week and Saul didn't like it. He also didn't like the fact that he didn't have a solid reason for his absence. He hadn't seen his beloved Lilin in that time and his only company really had been his son. It had been one thing after another that had kept him away- Hermes had almost broken his leg fooling around trying to impress Grace's mare and he'd had to find some way of helping the poor horse. Life appeared to have thrown issues his way throughout the week and in reality he just wanted to forget it had all ever happen. He missed his bed and he missed his lover. Dusk was just settling over Vinátta as the grey male stumbled through his door. He was exhausted- his most recent issue had been a tree colliding with one of the outer-most houses in Jordheim and he'd spent his day shifting the great thing. He wanted to go to bed, he wanted to hunt Lilin down and relive that night of passion they'd thrown themselves in to a few weeks ago.
It appeared neither of these things would be happening, because the most mournful howl set his bones on edge, his belly flipping uncomfortably. The call was undoubtedly for Lilin, but he couldn't stay here. Colibri was family and part of his pack- it was his duty to find out. He also couldn't have stayed in his house even if he'd had a moment of bad conscience- he needed to know that she was okay. With a huff, Saul turned and launched himself out the door and away from Jordheim. He was midstride when Lilin's authoritative command rang clear, joined at once with the darker and more mysterious tones of their Godja. He paused just for a second, his satchel over his shoulders. The dark body, no longer as small as Saul would like to have believed, crashed into him and Saul stumbled forward before he caught his balance.
Glancing back, green eyes caught bright blue and he recognised his son immediately. A wan smile was sent his way, before both Stormbringers set off again. Bran and Niernan's scents were the easiest to recognise- they were so fresh coming out of Jordheim that Saul knew he was only moments behind them. He even caught a flash of tan tipped tail as the Stormbringers flocked to the aid of their sister and the command of their Virding. Saul and Temeraire arrived just moments before Niernan spoke, his voice hard edged but compassionate. Green eyes swung until he found Lilin's own and he knew his expression matched her. The sight of Colibri tucked into his belle's arms, dripping wet mad his stomach heave, anger and fear roiling for the top spot. He dropped to the ground, his knees hitting the floor without him feeling it. The last thing Coli needed right now was others towering over her and Saul moved forward slowly.
"Coli..." He whispered softly, keeping still and remaining where he was. Despite his wish to stroke her leg, offer her any kind of physical reassurance, his instincts told him not to. "Coli what happened to you? Are you hurt... injured?" His voice was soft and soothing, yet held a firmness about it that said he wasn't messing around with her. If she was injured, he needed to know how he could help her. He remained where he was, green eyes flashing so quickly between his belle's blues and the hunched, huddled form of his family that he didn't know where to look.
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