The first aves son of Achilles was patrolling the border, given that Hermes was busy with Aurora as of late. It was a dumb decision on the part of the upcoming king – surely his behavior would ruin his reputation and overall trustworthiness. Both of his sky painted brothers were cocky, Apollo moreso. Aeolus never gave much thought to it, but figured he would likely be a better alternative than either of those brothers to be next in line for their father’s role. Or perhaps, one of the new children would be given that title. After all, his newest four siblings had two bloodlines each. Aeolus still only had one, but he could not complain. The wings were helpful, certainly. Made this patrolling job easier, could do more laps faster. His mind flashed to Derevko, whom he had accidentally caught for a meal, as she recently gained the aquatis mutation, and was chilling as a fish in one of the creeks that ran through Sabertooth’s lower cliffs. His icy eyes peered down to his chest, where the tie still lay, and a small smile crossed his face. As quickly as it rose, it was wiped off as a call came from the nearby border. Aeolus redirected to the source of the call.

At the border sit a lamprydae female. Derevko also had lamprydae attributes. Aeolus made a soft landing in front of her as she had shifted, scanning over her scant body. She did not look entirely well. ”Pardon the intrusion, but are you okay?” Aeolus had started, padding forward slowly to the lamprydae lass to get a closer look. But he was not the healer, and had never experienced long lasting hunger or thirst, so he could not place her ailment. Lazarus could have been able to. ”My name is Aeolus, I am one son of Achilles and Pandora, Sabertooth’s alpha and alphess. Come in, let’s get you some aid.” He said to her, turning around to face inland. His eyes widened as his gaze landed on a form looking much like her, but dismissed it. It must have been his mind playing tricks, having just thought of her. The winged prince turned his attention to the female, hopefully walking at his side. ”What’s your name?”

Actions and thoughts and "Words."