Mother's orders were to avoid Canis for the time being, and Juggernaut was eager to oblige. But it allowed itself a brief excursion to the surrounding caves, just to give itself some space if anything - though the notion was odd. Juggernaut was not a creature that self-isolated, not until recently. But it'd had episodes, several, and considering that the arrival of the new litter was fast approaching, he thought it wise to prepare in advance.

He would be their care-giver, after all, second to Mother. The thought was... Well, he'd learned what happened when he explored these feelings too deeply. It would not be productive.

The Juggernaut did not think often about its organs, aside from the brain - an awareness of his connection to his family and Mother was comfort enough. He did not enjoy noticing he had a stomach too, as his digestive system roiled with the odd vertigo.

He alone would have to investigate. He would come back safe - he had to, now.

Juggernaut would not be the only one, and likely not the first at the scene. In anticipation of this, and of the face he'd be recognised, he decided to make an impression. He would remind these Gembound of the grace of his faction, of the beauty inherent to Mother's design.

It floated down from above, the number of its wings multiplied by shimmering white copies trailing. He collided with the grown again with a less-than-elegant thud, studying the glow behind the rubble with all of his closest eyes.