It was to be expected of course. He had been awaiting the time when one of the other Pillars would sound for the rest of the pack. It was time to tell them all the news of the plague. N​ó​ttin came swiftly and silently, running through the territory like his life depended on it. Only when he saw the figures of the others, did he slow down to walk among them.

He regained his calm composure, making sure that he was leading by example and keeping the peace. They all had to know that they were in good hands. That he along with the other Pillars would keep them safe. The Glacier took his place beside his soulmate, leaning affectionately and gently against her so that she knew that she could depend on him. They would get through this together, just like everything else that had happened to them. Together, their pack would survive.

Tiberii went on to explain the side effects of the plague, and he felt a tingle of fear and horror creep up his spine. But he had to keep it together. They were depending on him. There was talk of the runes, the artifacts that were needed in order to end this whole thing. Where on earth to start looking? Only the gods knew. Dark ears perked up at the mentioning of seeking out their allies. That was his part to play, but only if Dalmatia was going to be okay with it. N​ó​ttin looked to her for a moment, his eyes seeking her own for approval before speaking.

I have a plan, don't worry. The Pillar of Courage then looked back to Tiberii, a plan in his mind. I volunteer for the task of seeking out the wolves of Northfall, and if they haven't sent anyone up here yet, to Elysium next. I have a friend in Northfall that might know something about these runes. At least I hope so. But only if it is okay with Dalmatia, and if she so chooses, to come with me in my endeavors. He wanted her to be close to him, always. He just couldn't survive without her.