The large dark form of Caspian limped steadily through the lands, determination kept him going as he grew nearer and nearer to his destination. He was flustered and frustration raged through him like an awful winter's storm. He didn't even know what to think. Teren was alive. He was alive. That wasn't supposed to happen! They were as good as they had been only yesterday and that hadn't been how things had been supposed to go, he'd gone backwards instead of forwards. Yet what could he really have done? Years of training together had left the brothers able to guess what move was going to be made next by the other and the fight had been having little progress. It'd been impossible to even tell who'd had the upper paw. Blood had been drawn on both sides and of course it'd just be their luck that a big, and by big he meant huge, puma had been attracted by the scent of their blood. Now it had been really big, like it would've had to have been to have decided to challenge two of the largest wolves in these lands but it had and it had put up a very good fight. He shifted his position uncertainly, silver gaze flicking down so that it rested on his ashen paws as he moved forward slowly. Blood crusted around his claws that belonged to either Teren or the puma and other blood, his own, coated the fur. But what was bothering him was how well he and Teren had fought off that Puma together. It was the closest he'd felt to the brute since they were younger. Which was ironic considering how they'd been fighting to the death only moments before.

He sighed and tried to move quicker, wincing slightly at the pain in his left hind leg everytime it hit off the uneven forest floor. The moment had been over as quick as it had arrived, once the two had succeeded in killing the larger predator they'd turned back on each other. For a moment things had been tense but Caspian could tell that neither had been fully willing to restart the fight, the chance had been lost. So relying on aggressive words to do the job, Caspian had left with the words 'exile' and 'never return' hanging over his head and Teren had been given 'this was not the last of it' and such. Yet the words all sounded so empty and pathetic now and Caspian sighed heavily as he continued forward. He wondered idly what Agavos would be like, Desmond had seemed like a decent leader he'd give him that and to be quite honest, Caspian would enjoy the break from his family problems. He would rest here and serve this pack until either age would take him or he would succeed in seeking out Teren and either death or a new pack would greet him.

The smells of his new home soon washed over him and Caspian picked up the pace, nose twitching at the difference of it. It was weird how even though he'd never felt true loyalty to Erenyx, the scent had become so familiar and now this seemed so foreign. Wrinkling his nose, he sought out the border for a few moments before finding the distinct line of markings. Not a moment was wasted on anything like hesitation as he threw back his head and let out a strong and impressive howl to alert his presence. He hoped the message was clear, he sought out only the company of the alpha. All others would be turned away. He then leaned back on his haunches, trying to hide the slight pain flashing in the depths of his silver gaze. Fighting Teren had been one thing, but fighting Teren and an angry puma was another. Both had been quite battered by the whole ordeal and wounds scattered the former Delta's pelt relentlessly. And his leg hurt like hell, the Puma had caught it in its strong jaws and he wasn't sure if it it was just a matter of a sprained paw or was there a possible break. If it was a break that'd be beyond frustrating, the last thing he needed now was for his movement to be limited. Snorting, he twitched the tip of his tail with a mixture of impatience and eagerness as he waited for the reply of Desmond.

He'd been sitting comfortably in the soft grass, tail tip twitching impatiently occasionally but other than that he remained relatively still as he awaited the arrival of the alpha Desmond. After a while the lighter coloured brute finally made an appearance and Caspian let an easy smile grace his features as he dipped his large skull in acknowledgement. "Good to see you still looking well, Desmond" He replied sincerely because it was good, Desmond was a strong alpha and ambitious as Caspian had grown to be, he was happy to let this wolf lead his pack in peace as long as he could help in a position that still granted him respect from others. He'd settle for that, Teren was the only alpha that needed overthrown in these lands. Maybe Helidos could do with some revamping too but that was another topic altogether. As the wolf questioned him on what had happened, Caspian flicked his ears as he remained quiet for a good few moments. It was difficult enough to know how to reply to this. Had he truly failed? It was impossible to tell because who knows how things would have went if they hadn't been interrupted. He shifted his position on the grass flattened beneath him, winching slightly as pain shot through him in multiple areas.

"Well Desmond" He began, voice remaining as strong and steady as ever despite the unfortunate state he was in. "I challenged Teren yesterday in the Neutrals after I found him standing over the body of a wolf I'd come to..." He hesitated briefly, what word filled that spot? Most would push on with ease and say 'cared about' but that didn't really fit what Caspian wanted to say. What had angered him more than actually losing Banshee was how the clever she wolf had actually probably deserved to live. She wasn't the kind of worthless creature that most wolves were these days, she'd been decent and she'd known how to get shit done. Death hadn't been what she'd deserved. Realizing he'd fallen quiet the former Delta pushed on, leaving his former sentence unfinished in the process. "Well anyway, we talked a bit at the start...family stuff y'know? Then, we fought. It was supposed to be to the death and to be completely honest with you Desmond it was impossible to tell who had the upper paw because we'd trained together for years in the past and we always knew what move the other was about to make despite how long it had been since we'd fought together. We were both tiring and drawing blood but then before anything else could even happen it seemed the scent of our blood brought an unwelcome predator to the scene. A damn puma. One of the largest I'd ever seen, I mean you can probably imagine how large a puma would have to be to confidently challenge two of the largest wolves in these lands when it was still summer and prey was plentiful? Well it put up a good fight and me and Teren were forced to unite one last time to fight it off, we killed it. After that neither of us seemed really ready to start another fight so we departed with Teren exiling me and me promising him that this wouldn't be the last of all this."

He lifted his silver gaze to meet the lighter green of his soon to be new alpha's. A small smirk played over his lips as he seemed to think deeply for a moment. "If I'd thought of it I would've brought back the pelt of the puma or something as thanks to you but I'd been a bit lost in thought at the time" Interest proceeded to gleam in his silvery orbs as Desmond made another proposition to him, he could have the Delta or Guardian spot if he'd like. "Sorry to hear about your Delta" He'd muttered distractedly, only just remembering that not saying that could appear quite rude. However his main focus was thinking of the two positions he could chose between. He did allow himself to think for a few moments but he made the decision quickly enough. "I've been Delta for the past few years now under Teren, maybe a fresh start would be easier with a fresh rank to accompany it. So I think I'll have to go with our original agreement to be your Guardian" He dipped his head, smile once again playing over his ashen maw.

"Now I presume you are curious to know how things have been in Erenyx since we last met up around just over half a year ago? Maybe more....Time sure flies, but I hope you don't mind me requesting to have someone check these wounds and maybe then I could get a bite to eat and a bit of rest. This whole fighting crazy large alphas is quite tiring" A soft chuckle slipped from him but after a moment his gaze returned to a much more serious state. "But Desmond when I told Teren it wasn't the end I was not messing and he knows it's you I've gone to. I doubt the brute cares enough to do anything but still be wary, he's not to underestimated..."