Soft pads of a of an overly curious pup were quick and agile against the hard ground of the Basin, it was afternoon and the sun was slowly beginning to make it's way back to bed and bit by bit the shadows lengthened. It was time for the Nightshade and his guard dog to awaken from slumber and walk the land they had come to call home. Maybe later, when night had fallen, they would venture out into the darkness of the world and bend their paths to places lesser known with danger lurking on each dark turn. It was then the Doctor came alive and the sparks of fire were once again lit in his soul. For now, the duo began their duties by steadily walking around the whole of the Basin, looking for members who maybe in need or just something that might be of interest to him. It was rare, but it happened and it was a good way to get his aging bones up and running for the long night ahead. He set off, a stamp of red against the backdrop of huddled mountains, making his way slowly from his cave and out across the ground that had patches of snow where the sun couldn't quite reach. Aramis had already bounded on ahead, little dot of a nose pointed downwards and already working on the scents that had been left behind.

The pair carried on like this for sometime, stopping now and then to take a crop of grass or allow the pup to attempt another hunt. There was nothing really noteworthy until the hellhound caught scent of something new on the cold breeze and bounded off in the direction, startling a few birds into a frenzy of squawks in his sudden movement. d'Artagnan watched for a moment as the pointed tail disappeared around a corner before finally he began to trot after him, crimson ears curved forward to catch any drops of conversation before he got there. His stride was firm as he marched on until finally he came across the familiar appearance of Lena and another mare who he had not yet met. Aramis had stopped a little way from them, tail thrashing from side to side, but his expression was one of uncertainty as he eyed the blue coloured femme.

The Nightshade quickly concluded that if Lena had brought this child here then there was really nothing to worry about. His fellow Nurse may have a disposition that made him want to vomit, but he couldn't deny her trustworthiness. He walked forward then, his gait relaxed as he head swung naturally from side to side, eying the filly with curiosity before turning to Lena and nodding in kind greeting. "Hello Lena" he said simply in his gruff tones to the gentle bay, acknowledging the mare with one of his rare friendly smiles. Aramis had already spotted the kitsune and was lowering himself into a crouch with his bum in the air and his tail playfully flicking from side to side.

Finally the Mender turned his attention to the filly, a fellow horned brethren and a new addition to their huge family. The corners of his grey lips curled into a half smile as he noted she was not much different in age to his own daughter Aviya. The future of their herd looked bright with so many young faces, may it stay that way and grow stronger in time. "You're a youthful one! I am d'Artagnan, the Time Mender of your new home. What might I call you?" He rather brusquely put to her. Conversation never really came easy to him, though he was slowly getting better at it, he just hoped his face wouldn't scare the youngster away and she would see the sincerity in his words.