Tanned paws carried the nimble brute through lands that were once so familiar to him. Now he continued to muddle them with Agavos lands, every now and again expecting to spot some familiar landmark from the Agavos territories but instead realizing with a sharp pang that it was actually one of Helidos'. How familiar would he be with each pawstep of this place if he'd stayed those years back instead of switching over to Agavos? And now Quinn was dead....slaughtered in a war where she fought bravely for her family and pack while he sat safely in Agavos unable to even raise a paw to help. Gritting his teeth, the scout loped through the snow covered trees at a quick pace- amber gaze sparkling in the weak sunlight that streamed down between clouds in a patch of icy blue. He still could not believe that Rose had let him in, and as the pack's scout! He shook his head in wonder as he trotted quickly, feeling a deep pang of gratitude towards the snowy alphess. He came to a gentle halt and twitched his nose as familiar herby scents drifted across the breeze towards him. He may not be a healer but he had been accepted in Helidos as one a long time ago and had the experience, plus, the pack was currently without a healer as far as he was aware so he was pretty sure they wouldn't refuse the extra help. He followed scents and found small plants trying to push through the snow feebly with little luck. He frowned, that wasn't good, they could all die off! He could hear the sound of running water nearby and without hesitating, darted away from the herbs momentarily to check where he was. It was amazing and he faintly remembered this place from before. Smiling he stepped close to the waters edge, ice beginning to form at the edges but for the time being keeping back from anywhere near the centre.

He would stretch his neck over the frozen water and lap up the shockingly and refreshingly cool waters beyond, feeling his tongue sting with the cold but the rest of his body relax as it was refreshed. He shut his eyes for a moment, muzzle gone numb as it resided beneath the waters before he flicked it upwards and forced himself not to flinch as icy droplets of liquid rained down on his pelt. Finally he would shake himself and trot back to the spot with the herbs- still completely unaware of that fact that there was another not too far off. He busied himself with pulling up some of the plants to bring back and brushing the coat of snow off the others to help them grow. Herbs were essential for a pack during the Winter if they wished to survive wars and sicknesses thrown their way. Frowning, his gaze scanned the area for something to shelter them- his back was to the other Helidos wolf and he remained unaware of their presence as he allowed his senses to relax for the first time in ages. He was home after all.

(I had this all typed up and hadn't realized the internet had crashed until I hit preview and lost everything..I guess it goes without saying that this post won't be as good as it could've been, very sorry.)

He was so engrossed in his work that he continued to fail noticing he was not alone until a soft voice sounded from behind and he proceeded to embarrass himself further as he jumped, spinning around to fix a startled amber gaze on the wolf who had spoken. Upon seeing the small she wolf he let a small smile fix itself onto his features and blinked again, gaze calmer now as he turned fully to face the fae. The sun danced along his back and turned his gaze almost golden in colour, shading her own eyes a similar colour and causing her pelt to shimmer like the snow surrounding her. A strong smell of Helidos wafted from her pelt, a scent he had once held and would soon hold again as the Agavos scents began to fade quickly from his fur. She was pretty, pretty as the beautiful surroundings behind her despite the old battle wounds that scattered her body like most of the wolves he came across in Helidos. It sent a familiar pang of guilt running through him as he thought of these wolves fighting for their pack while he had been off sitting in Agavos, safe, and now Quinn was dead....He shook the thoughts away with a mental sharpness and returned his focus to the fae. Tilting his head, the Scout smiled and dipped his head in greeting before straightening again- flicking his ears as small snowflakes drifted down from the gathering clouds and tried to make themselves at home between his tanned ears. The sun still shone determinedly from its spot in the sky high above, still untouched by the clouds. He processed the words she had just spoken before shaking his head, letting a soft laugh spill from his maw into the cool air. "I do not mind you being here at all m'lady. I apologize for my startled response to your voice, I had simply been unaware that I was not alone." His ears leaned back slightly and he glanced away bashfully, still embarrassed by the way he had responded to her greeting. He shook his head and returned his gaze to her, tilting his head to the side as he spoke again. "The name's Twelve, I'm the Scout here. If you do not mind me asking, who is it that I am currently speaking to?" He asked politely, breath visible as icy clouds spilled from his maw with the words he spoke.

He did not remember coming across her during his first time in Helidos and didn't think he would forget such a pretty face so he was excited to get to know someone new. It wouldn't hurt to add someone to the few friends he had. It made his mind wander to those he'd left behind in Agavos without a word and it made a pang of sadness blossom through him. Since he was now a Scout he would soon have to reenter those territories except as a Spy and an enemy, they would never forgive him...But he was loyal to Helidos now although he did make a mental note to meet up with Breeze again before he had to enter her lands as an enemy. He wanted to clear things up with her at least for he had not even known he had planned on rejoining Helidos until he found himself on the border, bitter over Quinn's death. He needed to do this for her. He sighed softly before dragging himself back to the present, he need not worry about these things until the time came. For now he would hopefully enjoy a pleasant conversation with a fae who could hopefully end up as a friend in the future. He leaned back on his haunches to show that he was at full ease in her presence and smiled as he awaited a response patiently, his task with the herbs momentarily forgotten.

He shivered lightly as a particularly bitter breeze decided to blow over the lands, dragging clouds over the sun and draping things in dull grey shadow. The winds tugged hopefully at the tips of his soft, russet fur and the brute shifted his position on the chilly ground- ears flicking back as more snow began to drift from the heavy skies and more of the cold substance landed irritatingly on his ears. She was quiet for a few moments, seeming slightly spooked and he wondered what was it that she was thinking about, his first guess of course would be the war. Such memories would likely haunt them for a long time, especially those with gentle and pure souls and that was a lot of Helidos wolves, this fae included. His heart bet strongly in his chest, still feeling as if it was not quite where it belonged but for the first time in a long while he felt even near to being content and for now that was good enough.

He smiled and listened attentively to each word she spoke, her words were soft and gently spoken, much like he imagined her soul to be like and he nodded. "'Tis a beautiful place here isn't it? I imagine its beauty manages to remain all year around although it is very remarkable in these Winter months." He let his gaze wander from her face to the scenery behind her, he had hardly given it a second look upon arriving here- too intent on his mission with the herbs. It was quite a breathtaking sight to behold and he was once again awed by the mere beauty this world possessed, and under all the pretty looks lay such great power. He turned back to glance at the plants he'd been tending to but was satisfied that they were now sheltered by the worst of the weather although it would be impossible to properly shield them and he just hoped that the Winter months wouldn't be too harsh on them. He nudged the bunch he'd collected to bring back towards the other plants to keep them sheltered too as they conversed before turning back to his company with a gentle smile.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Emilia, your name is also rather beautiful" He murmured, amber eyes still seeming to glow despite the dimmer lighting. He smiled at her mention of coming across an apprentice, he liked the way she seemed passionate about her rank and job. Autay's seemed to be very underestimated in some packs despite their great importance, they cared for the young. Future generations lay in their paws, he believed that was something worth respecting and those that found them weak were very silly. He flicked an ear upon her asking of his name, he hated when people asked him this but of course she did not know that. It was an innocent enough question and he decided to trust her with the answer and just hope she did not judge him. He was silent for a few moments, no sound between them siding the whistling wind. Finally, after thinking deeply for a few moments he opened his maw to speak. "My mum and my father, they were from different packs. But I can't even remember why anymore but my mum had to return to her pack and he had to return to his so she took us with her. She never told the alpha who the father was but everyone knew we weren't the children of any of the males in the packs so we were known as 'dirty bloods'. Now in most packs dirty bloods are killed, you know? My birth pack didn't believe in unnecessary killings but they were still ashamed in us so instead of death the punishment to having dirty blood was that you weren't granted with a proper name but instead just given a number. I was lucky my number can almost pass off as a name. Now there wasn't Twelve of us in the one litter of course, but I was the twelfth dirty blooded wolf to enter that pack so I was called Twelve. I don't know why I kept the name, but it kind of stuck and I decided to just start acting like it was my actual name and not a tag to show the shame I brought to a pack. Now if anyone asks why I was named Twelve I simply answer stating that I do not know or don't remember, in fact…you're the first person I've ever told the truth to." He admitted, glancing up to rest his gaze on hers.

Now that he'd started talking he felt an urge to go on and could not help but open his maw and continue speaking. "The other pack, my fathers pack, was not half as decent as my mothers. Think of it a bit like the situation with Helidos and Erenyx here. Anyway, a terrible sickness fell over my mother's pack and the other pack did not hesitate to use this to their advantage. The pack was completely wiped out, my mother and my other siblings were slaughtered along with nearly everyone else. A few were kept as prisoners and brought back, me being one of them. A few nights later my father managed to release me and we fled to the neutral lands. He was very depressed by my mothers death and so we began to build a new life together. Of course I never actually met my father until then, my mother returned to the pack while she was still pregnant so I didn't trust him at the very beginning. But as time went on I grew a strong bond with him. My mother had raised me as a healer but he raised me as a fighter. All was good until a grizzly attacked one day, he was torn apart and I just about managed to get away….I was so angry at myself for not managing to save him…" His gaze rested on his paws, ears leaning back against his head. "I found Helidos and was accepted into the lands by Elite Eclipse as a Healer. I remained a healer until one day I got into a fight with some Erenyx wolves and managed to fight them off with the skills my father taught me. Quinn then named me a Warrior. However I was restless and when I heard of the new pack, Agavos being created by Alpha Desmond I could not resist joining. I served him as a Warrior until hearing about the war and Quinn, led on by guilt I returned here and now serve Helidos again as the Scout." He flicked his ears, finally dragging his gaze back up to fix it on Emilia. He was both curious and nervous as to how she would react. Finally he straightened and shook himself, letting a polite smile slide back in place. "Well enough about me, what about you miss? What brought you to these lands, I don't remember ever coming across you during my first stay in Helidos." He questioned, tilting his head to the side as he awaited a response from his company. Curious to know more about her.