It wasn't hard to notice Tiberii's solidarity, amongst others that were also doing the same. Yet he felt compelled to go to her the most. Sol had always figured things out on her own, being the more independent of the two. So it was to his fellow Pillar that N​ó​ttin felt compelled to check on. Her scent trail guided him to the edges of Dawnbreak territory. Her large and muscular form soon came into view as she was making her way back. She was still far away enough that she probably hadn't spotted him yet, though he could be very wrong. As for N​ó​ttin, he had yet to see the grimace upon her face.

Though he knew that she was still suffering from Shiloh's disappearance. The red wolf was dearly missed, having been a source of strength and resilience for the sable wolf. The golden wolf Solvi was also missed by the male. Often he would be seen bringing gifts to her den in honor of her commitment to Dawnbreak, and for saving his life. But as sad as this all was, they somehow had to find a way to move on, and to persevere.

Mustering up some courage of his own, N​ó​ttin let out a soft woof in her direction, hoping to be welcomed despite her soured mood. Depression and grief could do horrible things to a person, so if anything regrettable came from her mouth, he would know not to take it to heart, and to not bare any ill will. She could not help the hurt in her heart, so if anything were to happen, she would always be forgiven.