It was time to come back home after venturing off. Of course, the vampire loved his family but it felt... Clustered. Too many siblings, half siblings, nieces and nephews left and right that it was suffocating. No room to breathe and be recognized from the family SunClan consisted of at periods of a time. Part of Witchhun was surprised it wasn't called ArcaniumClan or something along the sorts, but they all faded in due time. Though it seemed as of late they were all flocking back home or appearing from who knows where–always there yet not noticed until now. Recently the news of Thea passing had been enough for the ivory creature to return, even if things were completely different now. A home long gone and stuck in some new world with creatures he's yet to see before.
Paws carried the twin tailed serval cross warm sands, the sun setting in the distance as icy blue eyes narrowed slightly. Not his birth place but it's the only place he's heard that is SunClan. There would be no familiar faces, at least none that he would recognize, and paused in his tracks. Was this a good idea? To come back to the past after all this time? Pale fur got ruffled from a hard wind and squinted before relaxing once it passed. Well, he's here now and there no turning back. Jaws parted to release a low, gruff voice to vibrate in the air.
"Witchhunt Arcanium– looking to rejoin or come back in general."