Aidan growled playfully at Juliet, "Now now when have I ever harmed a man in such a..." though the look that Juliet gave her made her stop mid sentence as she laughed, "Alright well he was deserving of it! The one time we go into town to have a bit fun and that jerk had to keep pushing his drunk self up on you! Even when I proclaimed you to be my girlfriend!" she chuckled as she stood to take her now empty plate to the small creek to rinse it. The others were laughing at the story as Juliet seemed to be continuing the tale, Aidan overhearing bits and pieces of it.<br/><br/>"Hey! I did not remove his....junk! But I know for sure that he will be thinking twice about putting his hands on someone again!" she called back to the group with a laugh while she rinsed her plate. It was her location distance from the others that allowed her to scent him, at first she thought it some cruel joke of her mind but the scent steadily grew stronger as she knelt there till finally....<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Buongiorno miei famiglia! Sono ritorno al' te!"</span></span><br/><br/>"It can't be!" she exclaimed as she rushed up the bank her eyes landing on the familiar figure, a smile breaking onto her face before she ran straight for him. "MATT!" she exclaimed her happiness and excitement evident in her voice and if that was not enough to show just how happy she was to see Matt again, well the full on tackle she gave him would probably surely seal the deal.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF4000">Eryan trudged through the melting snow, her steps a bit heavy as she continued to make her way toward her second home. The nagging sensation or lack there of, in regards to her bond with her pack. It was no longer there, it was like it was cut with a knife of something but she could no longer feel or sense the others even faintly. Distance plays a role in the strength of their bonds and she knew that going away to visit her human family was going to make it weaker, which it had, being more like an absent minded sensation then the full bonding that one experienced when among the pack. <br/><br/>It had been there always with her comforting her through the pain and suffering of the lost of her father, then out of no where it was gone ripped from her even and now she felt like a lost pup wandering about without it. Inwardly she wondered if perhaps she had displeased Sherman somehow and he had cut her from the pack, but that did not seem likely nor like something that Sherman would do. Something must have happened but what that something was eluded the blond as she continued to make her trek home. <br/><br/>The scents and sights became familiar if it all seemed a bit on the quiet side from what she remembered, there should have been someone from the pack out here patrolling or someone to have known she was here and come out to meet her. The further she traveled the more her dread and worry grew till she had to stop herself from being in a panic, realizing that panicking was not going to help her at all in this situation. <br/><br/>Faintly she could here the sounds of laughter and the smell of cooking meat, she knew the cave was close and so she hurried her steps. As luck would have it she appeared on the opposite side in which Matt had appeared. She stood for a moment not saying anything as she looked about at those she could see and immediately knew that something was wrong, there were too few of them now, <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">what was going on?</span></span> <br/><br/>Knowing the only way to find out was to make herself known, "Hey! Whose leg to I have to hump to get a hug around here?!"</span>