"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── It had not been too long since his brothers and father had left the Coalition, or so he believed, and despite him staying behind he felt no bitterness or negativity towards his family. He missed them dearly, truly he did, and the very moment he understood why it was Jormungand had to be exiled for the sake of everyone's safety, the leader of Tanglewood threatening to burn down his home if justice was not served, it became imperative to visit his brothers one way or another. Perhaps not Asmodeus so much, the bigger of the three had always unnerved him and Angel would have rather not get caught in potential crossfire of his anger, and Hydrostatic was far easier to speak to. Oh, forgive him for seemingly picking favorites, he didn't mean to. And about his father...Angel was conflicted at best and strained at worst. Luckily, at the very least, he hoped the Pitt did not carry the same hatred of his homeland that many others did, justifiable but all the same a problem, nor did we want to have to carry the burden of his father’s crime on his shoulders and arrive to a place already cleaning up the mess.

The journey was not easy, and although he was somewhat stronger, healthier than he was previously, it was no mundane task. He did have his help, protection and his back watched, which he was eternally grateful for. A joke would have to be made about using such a cute face to his advantage, one perk he could attribute to Aphra if nothing else.

”I’ll try to do most of the talking, this is about my brother, after all.” Angel said cheerfully, a hint of nervousness cutting into his tone. He could handle that, right?

"they flip the siren, hit the lights" ✭ ── Ah, right. Saturn had not been here. Wouldn't hurt to fill him in, no? "A lot went down before you showed up, I used to have two brothers with me in the Coalition, but they left with my father when he was...well, exiled." Angel said with a small frown, not angry but visibly disappointed. The cub inhaled sharply, hoping he didn't have to explain why he chose to stay. That wasn't something he was fond of confessing. Weakness, cowardice, whatever else. Left a bitter taste in his mouth even if he still would not have changed his mind or traded his decision. He wouldn't have met Saturn then, after all, or Byriath or Ruven. Though he would have sold Aphra to Satan for a single corn chip.

The cub looked up once an unfamiliar voice caught his attention, swallowing nervously when actually face to face with a member of the Pitt. What should he do? Apologize first? Act blunt? "I..." He straightened up, sitting and curling his tail around his small paws. No, he didn't come this far for nothing, he wanted to see his family, and that's exactly what he would do. "I'm somewhat aware. Forgive me, I don't bring trouble. I don't even come here representing the...Coalition. I came here as family." Angel brushed off some dirt and sand from the way over, making an attempt to come off as more presentable, not that he assumed it would do anything to help himself. It was more for himself, for stress relief and to manage the anxiety bubbling in his chest. "My father-" He paused for a brief moment. "Jormungand was said to have returned home, and my brothers went with him. I just want to see them, make sure they're alright after everything that's happened."

The Coalition was an unwelcome presence.  As such the vulpine frowned as he approached, but he took immediate note of the youthfulness of the speaking visitor.  A young jaguar looking to visit their siblings; Gael saw no cause to dismiss him -- he had never dismissed familial visits before.

The Ardent regarded the group, hazel gaze studying each wanderer in turn.  He recognized Laeglin but offered nothing but a short incline of his head to the trio as a whole before addressing the cub.  "We can send for your brothers, but I will not permit a Coalition patrol into our home." Curt but not directly unkind -- Gael saw no reason to mince the truth.

Straightforward, he would continue with a light frown, "however, your father is not here currently.  He is facing the consequences of his actions in Tanglewood."  If the cub desired to see his father, he would have to wait until his sentence had been served.

"natus vincere" ✭ asmodeus ── he had accepted that his father was presumed dead. best not hope that he's still alive only to  figure out in the end that he truly was gone. commotion, where he was going. noise made him follow it and a familiar scent met him. his brother was here. their youngest brother was here. asmodeus' jaws parted in part shock part happiness as he trotted towards angel and attempted to embraced him, careful not to use too much force should he knock the weaker one down. he didn't like admitting anything but he did miss angel. "dad's not here anymore. they took him away." he straightened his back, a trait taken after their father, shook out the fur around his neck and stepped back slightly, letting hydro have a word and ask if he came to stay. this was interesting, could change many things if their brother was going to stay. at least their mother-his nose wrinkled at the thought of her- had her other daughter.