She nods, looking around at the mountains. Well, for all his faults, she can't say that poor choice in territory is one of them. "I was traveling for similar reasons. I was growing tired of the plains-and the heat."

Her ears remain pricked forward as she looks at him. Gods, it's been a long time since she's seen him-not since he'd left the nest. "You've grown. You're almost as large as your father was, now." It's a good sign that he's been healthy and looking after himself, at least.