Tholo awoke early the next morning, the sun barely peaking over the mountains. out of habit to see the time he grabbed his phone. As he unlocked it he saw he had a message from Trixy. He gave a chuckle at her response at his sappy reply to the message during the night.

[i]You have the moon beat in paleness.[/i]

He got out of bed and freshened up as well as gathering what little he had brought. With the trip being a last minute decision he had brought little with him and his return flight was in a few hours. He had little time to enjoy the scenery as he left the room, the only sound in the air being birds awakening from their nests. He was gone before anyone else was awake, leaving only a simple thank you note for Bran to find for helping him in his dilemma. 

-----------<Several Hours Later>-----------------

He was back home now, after the tedious several hour flight. He was back walking around the city. He had only briefly visited home to drop whatever little he had brought with him to his trip to Montana but decided to head off to a bar to enjoy some alone time with himself, having nothing better to do. He checked his phone to see if Trixy had responded back but yet again was only greeted with nothing new. Something felt off but he passed it off as just slight paranoia. Trixy could take care of herself if she was in some form of trouble. In the mean time he took to listening to gossip around the bar. 

The one he visited was primarily a spot for weres that gathered coming in different shapes and forms. While there was a small pack in the area, they let him be since he had lived there longer then their pack had along with partially fearing he might attack them if they pushed him to leave. He promised Bran he would keep his ear to the floor for any information on that rogue wolf that he had his son trying to track down. While it was unlikely he was heading Tholo's way, it was better to be safe then sorry.