All of their recent unpleasantness seemed like such a distant memory now. Adamo wasn’t that bad, after all even grumpy dogs had their own unique charm. Zahrya was more than happy to put it all behind them and look toward the future. The future. It was precisely for that reason he decided to keep one of the forest’s eyes trained on Adamo’s house. As soon as the lycan stepped one foot out his front door, Zahrya was zipping through his gardens with excited glee, bringing the bounties and joys of spring with him. Dazzling sunlight is at his back, excitable birds are in the air, giddy butterflies flit around them, and presented to Adamo is a bouquet of Zahrya's most aromatic flowers and fruits. “Hello! I’ve been watching and waiting for you for quite some time now. I’ve brought you a present!” Zahrya beams and jams the bouquet in Adamo’s face. “I’ve actually been watching your little home a lot recently, trying to be patient, but it’ll be soon I’m sure. Keep trying, and keep bringing that witch around. I promise I won’t obstruct her journey to you.”