Moonspear Ripcord

Flóki had been gone. Charon had missed him most notably throughout the ordeal where Ness had been eaten. Did Flóki even know she was dead? Yet he was an Outrider and in these trying times perhaps his task was one of the more important ones in the pack. Charon had noticed, though, that as he looked down from the reaches of Moonspear, the valleys all around had gone dry of their greenery. Such irony for this to happen in spring, and for this to happen in such a manner; Charon had never even considered that they, the wolves, needed grass to survive, because without it their prey died or moved on. Until now, anyway.

When Flóki's call sounded Charon was quick to make his way to his brother's side. It felt like forever since they'd last spoken face to face and Charon hoped for good news, though he feared for bad news considering what he'd seen from atop his throne. As he arrived, Charon moved to Flóki's side and nosed his brother's cheek before he settled beside Flóki, hanging his toes from the ledge in similar fashion while he overlooked Moonspear's lower slopes and awaited news. Yet he was quick to share his own - "Ness died." It sounded weird, it was abrupt, but he needed to have said it before Flóki shared his news, whatever it might be. Flóki knew Ness too, and he'd not expect her to die — so he needed to know before all else of the tragic loss of their pack mate. Then Charon looked inquisitively at Flóki, awaiting what news he bore while waiting for his mate.