Moonspear i'm coming home

The journey from Stavanger Bay to Moonspear was familiar, yet this time it felt different. Floki was accompanied by not only Charon, but Amekaze, as well. Her presence solidified the fact that the wheels were turning and Charon's plan was being set into motion. It wouldn't be long now; soon, they would leave the beach behind and plant their paws on the rocky slopes of the great mountain.

He was particularly excited to explore its heights and see the views. But Amekaze and Charon were moving more slowly, taking in every detail of their surroundings and lingering in the forest at Moonspear's base. Although Floki's feet were itching to climb, he remained close to his brother, straying only a few feet away to sniff at the shrubbery before dutifully returning. His ears stood at attention, flexing to listen to the words spoken by both of his leaders as they examined the terrain. They were both much more experienced than he, so he drank in their words with vigor.

They were soon approached by another wolf, and Floki looked to Charon. He judged his brother's reaction and mimicked him -- had Charon bristled or shown aggression, the lanky youth would have done the same. But Charon greeted the stranger with friendliness, so Floki remained relaxed. He listened with interest and quickly deduced that Charon had met the dark-coated male before, and had offered him a place in their new pack -- which he was now accepting. Floki felt a thrill rush through him; already, Moonspear was good luck. They hadn't even officially left Stavanger Bay yet, and their pack was already growing.